Bone Structure Ron Pope

Playing scratch offs with the pull tab of a tallboy on your front steps
Helicopters dancing over us, retreat inside

Then we both got sick from the window of a taxi
The driver didn’t mind, so we laughed in the backseat
In the morning you asked if I took you to bed
I said, “When I do, you’ll remember it.”

Your bone structure was more striking to me than all your lack of empathy
Your bone structure made it so I couldn’t see you were indifferent to me

This coffee’s too strong, I am shaking
I guess that’s why I still come here
You are day drunk, my salvation, whistling “I’m On Fire.”

We share a twelve dollar bottle of brandy in the parking lot
Behind a dumpster so everybody else can
Pretend that they don’t notice and we all can eat our breakfast in peace

You spit champagne through your front teeth, slap my face and laugh like a
Lunatic in a movie. You cut right through me, come out on the other side