Robert likes meals. Dawn likes Mr. Noodles.
But she tries
because she thinks she might love him.
Making salad, and the knife,
that bastard,
slices part of her thumb nail clean off
instead of wrecking havoc on the carrot as intended.
Sucking her thumb she opens the door for Rob
who doesn’t think it’s kinky.
He does think the chicken’s dry.
After dinner,
sex with Rob is like wearing a wet bathing suit
When you have to go to the washroom—
a lot of hopping around and then hard to get off.
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