Lips Sealed

We talked about this

but there Laci is

and here I am.

We’re not supposed to be here.

God. If our partners only knew

our friendship was a smokescreen

for a romantic disaster,

they’d forgive us when hell fell

through an ocean of forgiveness,

and an angel of death finished the job

and murdered the devil to save us

from the wickedness that burns

our hearts over the midnight oil.

I was jealous of Laci’s trust fund,

although it did make her unappealing,

and my hunger for her

lost its appetite

but when she lost it all,

I returned to start over

as a pursuing suitor.

I had pennies in my pocket

and millions in savings

on account of my dead grandfather.

If Laci opens her mouth,

there’s blood in her trunk

that I’m sure the cops would love to test.

By Andy Cooper

From: United States

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