Casual Casualty Count
He knew where the body
of his possibilities were
buried prior to the hide
and seek of puberty
Betwixt and between
the tween in the backseat
of a black Lincoln Continental
spending two hours each weeknight
contemplating the efficacy
of those suicide doors
Sated by Happy Hour Plus
Dad a lush with this iteration
Of another bombshell step-mom-
this new, “Bouncing Betty.”
A decade later. Basic.
First Weekend Pass .
Mid-Size City Hotel.
A Black Lincoln Continental with
suicide doors and a body lying
on a semi-crushed top.
Another Bouncing Betty.
Says the Barkeep.
They sleep with the soldiers.
As many as they can through
the weekend.
And then they just jump.
NaPoWriMo April 28 2023