Hot Bubble Gum
she was a strawberry blonde
with a peppermint smile
all peaches and cream
and maybe
just a bit of the devil inside
me
I was just a joung gun
with braces on my teeth
browsing a comic bookstore
looking for a Batman #19
when she walked in
anyone could she was trouble
like a burning petrol tanker
crashing into a factory of nitroglycerine
wearing a Gucci black dress
fire engine red lipstick
matching shoes and a belt
she looked like a woman
who was about to go forth
and sin and sin and sin...
she looked at me
smouldering with desire
reached into her bag
and pulled out a piece of gum
seductively removing the wrapper
she placed it between her lips like a cigarette
then sucked it back with her tongue
something exploded
inside my head
I could feel the air ignite
burn the tips of my fingers
and nearly set my hair alight
my life flashed before my eyes
3 seconds of missed opportunity
failed goals, schizophrenic paranoia
and sexual anxiety
not to mention the time
I saw the next door neighbor's wife
laying in the backyard
sun-tanning indecently
then there was darkness
and I was alone
nothing mattered anymore
a warm soothing peace consoled me
tranquil calm surrounded and assured me
gradually I could see a tunnel of light
it shone with brlliance
a celestial warmth of divine purity
drawn to its heavenly pressence
I floated towards it
then suddenly WHAM
I was laying on my back in the comic bookstore
with a taste of peppermint inside my mouth
I sat there and looked around
the girl was gone
just a bubble gum wrapper lay at my feet
and in my left hand
was a copy of a Batman #19
*penned by
Scarecrow Joe
Copyright © Mark Poynter | Year Posted 2005
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