By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 17 April 1999

dubious arrangement

even if we were sopping wet and stinking drunk on
Sangria and the moon was full or waxing and I was
wearing bridal white and no panties and you were
steeped in quality aftershave hell-bent on burning
bridges you erected with simple girls on complex
Saturday nights far from home even if the night
was Adonis and Diana sleek and black and insanely
beautiful like a panther on the prowl with crickets
in the grass and Miracle Whip in the fridge and the 
ghost of Jim Morrison taunting us to take it all off
still
even so
I'm not so sure
that it
would work