Thursday, September 15, 2011

Quantative Accentual

Dear Alisa, I Surrender

I found this note in your pants. She has a pretty
name. Alisa. Is that how you say it?
And is she pretty enough to
live up to her name? She
likes you, it's quite
a note.

But you'll have to admit that her spelling is bad.
She uses little hearts to dot her i's. How
old is she? Don't stare at me like
that; I'm just curious
I think I have
a right.

No, it’s been a couple days; I'm over the shock.
I've spent the time deciding what to do.
I thought I'd watch you, see if you
appeared guilty, if I'd
missed some clue. Was
I dumb?

to miss this addition of Alisa to our
lives? You're good at it, covering your trail
This note was your only mistake.
Have you had practice? Is
she the first or
the last?

Don't answer. It doesn't matter. I was trying
to decide, you know, what to do about
this, and I realized I just
don't give a shit. It's
over and I
don't care.

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