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COLLEGE PREP

A while back,
I was given someone's
porno collection;
he no longer needed it,
and thought of me.

It sits in an old
k-mart box,
four-side fold
keeps it closed.

I have given up
many things I truly
love in order
to be where I am,
yet porno was
never one of them.

but the box
still remains
unopened.

until I saw a
toys-r-us commercial,
it was the one with the
diecast metal mellennium falcon
crashing through styrofoam that
was supposed to be snow from
the planet Hoth.

that reminded me of the
1985 comic convention
I went to with Susie Q,
who started sleeping with
my bestfriend JC behind my back,
which reminded me of Diana, JC's
girlfriend who i fucked for months
behind JC's back years later, which
reminded me of Ariana with the eyes
who was a regular at the bar I worked at,
we had sex a dozen times and not once did
we face each other, which reminded me of Sarah
and Damnit Janet who faced each other quite a few
times in my presence, they used to put on gold and silver
glitter separately and go at it, and I ended up with gold and silver glitterall over my balls and face and back by morning, which reminded me of Lisa who I met at a padres game and had a husband who came home at seven o'clock every morning, I was usually out of the house by 6:30, which was the time I used to walk by Fio's, an upscale Italian restaurant next to Bodie's, the bar I worked at, every night to wave and smile at the hostess with the mostess, the redhead, she taught me that I could actually be jealous of her same sex partners, which reminded me of the virgin and her betrayal, with the wedding in woodland, and all, which reminded me of the park in philadelphia, which reminded me I have not had sex since then.

So tonight,
I open the box...

by WjB

william knows who you are, but doesn't care.
william is only committed to kill poet press.
he loves his KP partner jsyn and his dog tobey.
and when he's not thinking of kill poet press,
or lestat's west, chances are,
he's still not thinking of you.