DID YOU HAVE FUN WITH WHO CARES LAST NIGHT?

Naked memory no phone call sucks 
ever no email at work business card folly,
Jolly fat old lonely gray bald.
Naked memory no phone call still sucks 
forever veiled by drunk balling.
Bawling not really who gives a fuck.

Did you have fun with who cares last night?
Did you fight?
Did you climb the walls with fright?
Or open yourself up to blight?   Guzun tight.

Naked memory will the door open and all be revealed, 
peel the clothes off socks off toes off 
licking up the mess confess you enjoyed it.
Naked memory non existent Santa Claus bring real intimacy 
veiled in no sleep stoned relief Maker's Park in MacArthur Park 
its raining who left the cake out numbs my pain.

Naked memory keep it to your self unsafe sex 
not upon the shelf, resentful earing,
Phish fans in heat beat their retreat to mumblings, 
Geminis not always on equal footing.
Once every three months marriage of wholesome self hating 
not jew but Peppy le peu,
Hating comes easy with a healthy dose of jading,
Let go and go back to 13th street once more. 

{POETRY}