Bryan and I got soundly drunk
on a late Friday afternoon
and he wanted a
new shirt
something to help him look good to
the girls
at Marion Court
maybe they could brush away the thoughts
that hostess stirred up
�It�s eerie, isn�t it? She looks so much like...�
Kool Keith lays sex in our years
on the ride to Park City brown skin fine, I drink your body like wine
He buys a shirt
one for me too
as we read the sales guy�s comic strip
tucked away in an unknown �zine
And there she is, Roxy,
standing at the entrance of Victoria�s S.
saying hi to customers and taken off guard
at the site of me
what did she think of my drunken conversation?
my uncontrollable smile?
my stalker talk: I stopped by a couple times...didn�t see
you...sorry I didn�t call over winter break
�That�s ok. I don�t care,� she says
I know, that was always the problem
