jimmy smoked the ciggy
he cradled it
forward
and back
sitting on the rocking chair
kept it warm with his breath
it was the fire within his eyes
jimmy
loves
me!
more or less
it rains on his porch
our porch, i mean
come inside, jimmy
excuse me, i have to go fetch him
again
the cold sinks into his warm naked back
he never wears the shirts i bought for him
jimmy rescued me from the screams
of a dysfunctional couple
mother and father, i mean
we aren't dysfunctional
we aren't screamers
we are runaways
we are engaged
jimmy said we'd be a happy couple
jimmy promised me no harm
promises, i mean
yes, jimmy promises me no harm
he speaks rarely
he does not curse
jimmy is a quiet man
peaceful and smart
he only corrects me when i am wrong
he laughs on occasion
at the figurines on his computer games
jimmy is kind
he does not touch me
excuse me, i have to go
to the liquor store
jimmy ran out of ciggys
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