excessive foreplay leads to disaster

best tiramisu of my life 

with a beer 

from maryland

and no date

waiting till 8

am i not bombastic

and fantastic and

righteously scholastic

a pack of

american spirits

stashed in his

pants

i wanna get my 

hands on

his

stash

keep your mind on 

the microbrew and

quit rehashing

the past

that one night

you coulda had him

was a lotta nights

ago

you've been letting

him intimidate you

maybe too long now

cuz you like foreplay

he's prolly 

forgotten

your name

peeps dragged it

through the dirt

around town

he prolly cant

handle the sound

you know im hooked on ya, 

baby

thats why you swing your 

weight around.*

whole bean or ground?

grind it honey

grind it

grind it

grind it

grind it to defy gravity

do me so hard

i cant see

dont leave

till we've had coffee

why do i feel like

you wont disapoint me? 

* "you know im hooked..." courtesy ray charles

drawing drunk

drawing

drunk

trying

to distract

myself

waiting

for him

to come

fuck me

im finally

the woman

i always

thought

i would

be.

its alright honey

so your family 

convinced you to

ditch this poor girl

rip her heart out

and ask her for

money

well its alright honey

it doesnt mean you

werent truely mine

at least for a time

or that i wont show you kindness

my kindness is blind

you

can hardly look me in the eye

but i have nothing to hide.

believed

why are the boys always believed?

just because their love for me was always so apparent

its inherently true now

its my fault i have the blues

who made these rules?

those folks

there are those folks with whom one almost never has contact and i figure its because were not supposed to. then theres the inner circle thats always there for you. but between the two there are those who randomly and spontaneously contact you only when you've randomly and spontaneously thought of them for the first time in a long while. then its understood that both of your top priority is to see each other that day no matter how little logistical sense it makes, how long its been since youve made contact, or how long you know it'll be after this that you hear nothing from them.

the best new years ive ever had

he gave me the best new years ive ever had.

what more could i ask of him than that?

does that make it ok that he doesnt call me back?

five people

when we got to the restaurant no one was there we found the bowl sitting on the cash register and smoked the hits we didnt get last night in the womens bathroom before we opened the front door. five people were waiting outside. the cook told us this and he was not lying. 

just like nick

a character just like nick shows up and projects stories and motivation around the room.

glencoe hills

glencoe hills.

where all this terror started.

sometimes poverty 

brings you closer 

to domestic disturbance 

than your mother

stayin with the wrong man

for money. 

these two people

its strange watching someone explain to another person their own talking style, throwing in that if the other person is offended the other person can fuck off. its strange because it seems like an introductory conversation, and when these two people got on the bus together, you had assumed they knew each other really well.

what did you do last night?

last night i watched my manager blow 200 dollars on coke that he stole from the drawer and get high and spend half the night tellin my coworker how much he cared about her and how nuthin had changed since they last banged. this was after his girlfriend, the other manager, had gone home to bed. coworker friend and i drove home in a seatbelt-less car while i listened to her cry her driving was excellent despite her drunkeness but still we got pulled over for goin 55 in a 35. he saw how pretty she was and let us go. i slept on her couch for three hours next to six or seven empty bowls. i wouldve cleaned them but they were already clean. i wasnt high i wasnt happy i wasnt drunk when i fell asleep. my two broken toenails scraped painfully against the fleece blanket all three hours of the night.

how was yours?

overheard conversation

> when did he break up with his girlfriend?

> (long silence).

by the time we land

wanna get on a 9 hour flight again. pretend to be a different person. hope to become a different person. when i get there. or by the time we land.

make this a good thing

trying as hard as you can

to make this a good thing

what were you planning on doing?

well i wasnt planning.

plan ahead

again

get back to switzerland

basically

theyre all saying the same thing

youre a lovely lady

but you dont got your shit

in order

youre between/over borders

its astounding

how youll ride with anyone

and hang on for the ride

but somethings killing you

inside

you look across the bar 

into his eyes

and decide

its ok that you got your girlfriend pregnant

and dont wanna be with me

cuz i know

i only wanna be with you 

when you look like him

were not getting back 

together again

he says

but when im travelling

i know that we'll sleep together

and im sure

that hes right

and i dont wanna fight about it

cuz this is no longer

a big part of my life

im over it

im not waitin for it

im not opposed to it

im not gonna deny it

im not gonna hide it

im not gonna try and fight it

but

im not sure im gonna like it

name

NAME STARTING WITH A *K*. ENDING IN A POSSIBLE *Y*.

-barista