Blame Me
Joleen didn’t see me,
but my gaze pierced
through her facade.
I saw her light a coffin nail
and blow smoke rings in the dark.
She placed the ciggy
between both teeth,
and lifted her chin to blink
as though stardust had stung her pupils.
Joleen returned her gaze to the present
and puffed more of her cancer stick.
Joleen wrapped her hair around her neck,
and searched for someone to blame.
She targeted me with her sparkling eyes
and a serene grin.
I’d confess to the mess I made
in the hole that Joleen dug.
None of this was my doing.
I’ll admit it all as long as Joleen
admits she told me
she loved me last night.
And nothing on this earth
could erase that rush.
I’d be lying if I said
it’d never happen
unless we happened,
but we did,
and there we were.
Joleen leaned in,
and I inched closer
and gently pressed my lips
to her as I ran my fingers
through her long, red hair.
We kissed, and she blushed
for even thinking to blame me.
By Andy Cooper
From: United States
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