I Don’t Usually Do This

I don’t usually do this, says she

Stripped

bare-bone, stark

naked

mountain-fresh and fire free

all molasses and keratin

cloth curls in fetal ringlets around her feet.

I don’t usually do this, says she

Lay with the first Tom or

Dick or

Harry

I meet. but I’ve got a blues come

down

on me, so I’m in need – in your debt, actually.

Promise me this

one thing:                        do not forget

me.

I don’t usually do this, says she

Apologize or

2nd guess my decisions or

check the doors I’ve closed …

fly cross country just to make sure you’re gone.

Share cigarettes

– or secrets –

flirt on purpose.

But I loved

one

once.

he didn’t love me back, so I think –

I deserve this.

I usually don’t do this, says she

disintegrating into my arms after divulging

everything.

I speak: 

And you still don’t have to do it tonight if you wouldn’t – usually. 

Title: Disclaim(her)

By: Miel Adu

© 2016 All Rights Reserved.

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