we were both drunk
and springtime horney.
I can remember kissing
the sweat offa her belly
and then the sun said,
time.
after
she told me her brain
was full of spaghetti,
(her best friend told her
she liked me, and she was fucking
a 65 year old owner of famous restaurant)---
(I could get around her best friend,
but what are you going to do with money
and food?) And so, I went home,
showered clean,
went to work
late,
fucked-up,
and very
tired.
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 1975
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