She kisses me and leaves at 3 a.m.
She takes a cab home
like a call girl between johns
trying to bridge the gaps of the night
It had been the day of the family brunch
She stuck me with them all
and threw up four walls
They used coarse language and laughed loudly
but they looked good and aged well
And look at me, i thought
And they did
One of them made a snide remark about my appearance
and i retreated to an upstairs bedroom
She hugged me and told me it was alright
She told me she loved me
and i wondered why she would
I lay in bed awake long after she’s gone
drinking wine
and reading pulp mystery novels
And i can’t shake the feeling that i just don’t belong
in this family of beautiful people.
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