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Mother calling.
"Trouble automatically catches up with a woman like that."
So my mother had said.
Bitterness was adamant in her voice,
but I was hooked on Alyssa.
She was strange but I liked strange.
She had a cosmopolitan heart
that could break my taboos.
She was the last great bastion of human spirit.
In bed we were alive till two and asleep till seven.
Alyssa said she could read my ego,
it was written all over my face.
The phone rang, and rang.
I thought, and thought.
I sure could use a closed door today
