It was like the Zeppelin song Gallows Pole,
brother brought some silver.
She was Italian and she was on her period
which she said made her horny out of her mind.

The next day she drove her piece of shit
all the way from Middletown.
We lay in my bed and she asked, should I?

I begged yes and she said Jesus Christ,
Oh my God the whole time and it was like church

the way people are after they pass the plate–

placated but hungry for a return on investment.

And she said I don’t normally but I want to with you.
She opened away from herself, inside towards me
and I pushed us closer away.

And she told me I had the perfect penis,
not as big as some but it filled her just right
and I went along with the truth she was giving me.

The last night we were together, she brought gold.
She said I’d never know shit about love
until I was strong enough to walk away from it
with both hands empty.

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