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"she says,
I want you to buy me
some high-heeled shoes
with tall thin spikes,
black high-heeled shoes.
no, I want them
red.
I watch her walk down the cement walk
under the trees
she walks all right and
as the pointsettas drip in the sun
I close the door."
excerpt from "Eat Your Heart Out"
by Charles Bukowski

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You almost had me
Against my will

Who meets people in college libraries
And asks for one night stands?
Not with words but with rapist eyes
You had me undressed before I said hello
I shouldn't have said hello

"I love you"
No, that's your penis talking
"What can I buy you?"
Are you for real?

Really
I should have run
And I did.

Up and down staircases

While you waited in elevators
Salivating, like the dog you were
Waiting for the kill...

You're the only person
My feet have ever outrun
I thank them on occasion

For not being tired
On the one day I needed them most
I didn't run, I flew

Damn you

I should have asked for a mustang
And told you to fuck yourself

--in the bio lab or boiler room
Maybe "it" would have burned off
In some hazardous experiment.

But I left with nothing but my pride
The shoes that saved me
and the gift you almost made your own

Wait...

No.

That's everything.



Those spiked heels?!?




I hope the next girl shoved them up your ass.