walk ins welcome

walk ins welcome
read while gazing into a dirty vacant store window next to the pizza place.
 shit I’m gettin’ old. gotta get my groove on before I’m ungrooveable or I forget how to cha cha (don’t wanna brag but back in disco days I had a kickass pelvic thrust). 
so let’s get this going shall we. 
you and me. okay, pretend I’m standing so close my breath is clouding your bathroom mirror.
 we laugh. you’re nervous. I’m not – never am in these situations. shower steam has fogged up the whole damn room. I stare at your towel and say, “

let me walk inside you.” 
You must know before answering, I’d pin that silly sign–walk ins welcome–to my face if I could style hair. 
I can only grow it. Like everything else I do or get into, I grow overboard. 
Hair is hitting my belt loops, the weight always pulling. 
so I must ask you again, 
will you allow me passage into your deepest darkest places…

(here we go now)
I want to wander down where you hide things from everyone but me
up and down, in, around and down slippery Sherpa
let me lay my curves across your lines
see my roads take you places
places I whisper in wet blue
us, that would be so nice
I’m excited for me
for you
you won’t believe how reserved I can be out of my place
that place I don’t dare go as it tongue ties and pen paralyzes me bad
I like caves and clouds and I can get you there
I’d like to play with you in water too
when you let me in
I think you might just love me
a tiny bit only a tiny bit
it was too long before I loved myself completely
so much has been and maybe still is rehearsal for my heart
the role play if you let me in
I’ll whisper from inside your ear like a raindrop on a windowsill
I’ll say things like, “your soul is precious”
no
I wouldn’t say that
precious is a word I’d use to describe a smiling goldfish that can juggle knives
I’ll think of words just for you, don’t worry
please don’t get mad
but
after you love me just a bit only a bit
you must let me leave
I must move on
I must find others
who will love me too
(here I go now)

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12 thoughts on “walk ins welcome

  1. What a beautiful piece AnnMarie! Hope you had a great weekend. I am writing a new story today its making me happy, I worked out with the weights again today, I went on a walk and watching my favorite tv show Scream. AnnMarie=Number One! Woo hoo!

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      • Thanks I am just keeping focused on writing and that will keep my mind off the negative. I am writing a series of stories with Rita Santos I like writing about her. Been playing PS2 I had to buy a back up one since PS2 officially died yesterday they are making no more. I got the backup dirt cheap 35. You are an inspiration and you look very lovely in your new picture as I said before. You are such a great artist and writer!

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  2. “I’ll whisper from inside your ear like a raindrop on a windowsill
    I’ll say things like, “your soul is precious”
    no
    I wouldn’t say that
    precious is a word I’d use to describe a smiling goldfish that can juggle knives
    I’ll think of words just for you, don’t worry
    please don’t get mad
    but
    after you love me just a bit only a bit
    you must let me leave
    I must move on
    I must find others
    who will love me too
    (here I go now)”

    Wow.

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