my favorite nasty girl

drove early this morning
heading east on the 60 freeway yawning
heading to a study down by the tire center
the place where this guy...
kind of hates his job
I know!

the same ole 400 pound wretch
that seemed to think that my questions...
about new tires their ad mentions
was a waste of his time
not to mention mine

balding
pissed
and probably thinking of his lunch hour feast
a great grand sandwich
with all the fixings
potato salad
chips
macaroni with extra cheese
a side of crisp cut fries
a thirsty-two once"rrr"... of cola
straight from the corner 7-11
oh thank heaven!

sang a few tunes
cough was idle
was in a good mood
...but never!
as good a mood as when I'm walkin'
slightly behind you
watching you sway
the way your shoulders seem to move
slightly rubbing in on me
bumping on me
making the pit of my stomach tighten
sorta
kinda
feeling
like you want me
...to rip off your skirt
along with your very busy tee

myself in you
making your head
twirl
and swirl
and curl
to match the soft
smooth
short locks
on your beautifully shaped cranium.

making my way home
trying to stop my head from thinking
about your legs up high
oversupplied...
never!

kissing your tongue
rubbing the palm of your hand with mine
ever so softly
filling you up with the warmth of my love
I want to be closer to you than sex
closer than your very own heart
that beats in your chest
closer than your dreams at their very best
begging me

YES!

so all that really had to be stifled
it wasn't easy
very hard
made it possible to ponder...

on all the reflectors that lay on the freeway
separating lanes
that separate lives
rolling along
all the day long

paths that constantly provide
a way for a quest to avail
in search of happiness to guide
a trail for a life to curtail

through the door
back inside
longing for that same ride home
when I was able
for just a little while
to keep my head off

my favorite nasty girl