the brick

Of all the people you have kissed

you said I was your favorite,

because I didn’t flinch

when you curled your hand

around my neck and tightened.

I looked you in the eyes and said 
"Baby, I break the law because I’ve never broken a heart, now I want to know what it feels like to be the brick not the window pane”.

When she’s drunk

she’ll dress up for you, 

all straps and lace and stockings. 
When she’s high 

she’ll dress down for you, 
all skin and skin and skin.