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I see her in a bar

next to the laundromat

she kisses me

on the cheek

and asks how I been

and I been fine

she’s doing wash

at the laundromat

I finish my beer

and follow her out

help her load her clothes

into the old station wagon

We sit in the wagon

talking and sharing a six pack

she had in the back

I figure that intimacy

of some sort or other

is about to occur

We start kissing

and I notice her feeling about

around my zipper

I look at her;

a bit overweight

kind of pretty

but willing to play

but I guess

I’m not much

to look at either

so I feel content

as she goes down on me

but then I learn

afterwards

that she was pissed off

because her boyfriend

had cheated on her

and I was her revenge

I felt like

a cheap piece of meat;

used like a tawdry ‘ho

but what the Hell?

It’s not like the shoe

has never been

on the other foot.