in this poem that i will pretend
that you don't do mean things
like ignoring me, when you say
you really do miss me
i guess that is petty of me
to even mention it
i wanted another ubu night
at the lp pub & brew
but a night on the hot sara porch
will be fine, if you are there
i want a forever moment with you
even if we are never going to be
forever
pick at plants at sundown
at darkness, throw me some heat
when the night is like my favorite beer
give me a kiss and point out the stars
show me the love
bleu cheese
and sweet dream me to tears
make me never want to leave
hug me tight and give me the tenderness
of your kiss that is like new york asters
as i sip pleasure from your lips
like a draft of the bone beer