That One Night Standard
I’ll call you if we can do it on the table.
Not so stable since I screwed myself last year.
Hammered and nailed. Past and failed
My 12-year-old self who swore she’d want more
Watch your mouth! She never left Neverland
But landed in amusing parts. I’m not too choosy,
Just smogged in like L.A. skies. You look alright
After my Tequila Sunrise. Sunsets are second best.
Vests make me ugly. Love me anyway?
This is called self-destruction. This is called
Some night. Who’s she talking to? Some night
Ghost. Some nice guy. Have him buy you another drink.
You know this, a boy’s touch. Don’t tongue-
In-cheek. Don’t suck this gum like that.
You’ve tasted sweeter suckers.