the day after

the renga is outta my league man. here's something simple and mundane, every girl the same.

I.

wake up in the night
the hand on your waist
he is asleep
gently

II.

turn but not too loud
you are one door away
to breaking tears
on the street

III.

because women, like you
give perfumes names
but to men
every lure is the same

IV.

and in the morning
all it means to him
is overnight fragrance with which
the pillows are stained

V.

for him
it means another trip
just before noon
to the dry-cleaning lady