Turn out the lights—
What’s that she’s concealing?
High as a kite
up all night
painting patterns on the ceiling?
And I’m sprawled out on the hardwood,
begging her pardon
best as I could
Paint hits the ceiling fan propeller—
spits and sprays
She’ll be cleaning up the mess she’s made for days
Smile like a lemon peel
Kiss like a paper cut
How does she make you feel?
How does she keep it up?
Salt in the burn from a cigarette butt
Smile like a lemon peel
Kiss like a paper cut
Bait her with oranges—
her eyes will do the chewing
like a forlorn syringe
that might have been a greater man’s undoing
Her apartment floor was slanted. Still,
I couldn’t understand how
every suggestion
I had planted rolled beneath her bed
Guess they’re safer there
than stranded in her empty head
Smile like a lemon peel
Kiss like a paper cut
How does she make you feel?
How does she keep it up?
Salt in the burn from a cigarette butt
Smile like a lemon peel
Kiss like a paper cut
With her hair tied up in ribbons
a pie in the face could be forgiven
I’m licking my lips for every trace
but something stays
We’ll be cleaning up the mess we’ve made for days
Smile like a lemon peel
Smile like a lemon peel
Smile like a lemon peel
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