He Had None

what a funny night
meet up at the club
what a fine young man
totally my type
he opened his mouth

a few words said
yet i heard blank
eyes crazy big
my heart was hurt

i giggled
his forhead
dripping sweat

front row
no teeth

tear
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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