Gritty Details

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Tonight's Poet Corner: It's Real Late, Guys

It's Real Late, Guys
by Belinda Roddie

I told her not to think about
boobs. That got her thinking
about boobs. Really shot myself
in the foot with that one. Can't
extract the bullet from between
my toes now. I guess you can say
I was lured into a booby trap.

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