Wednesday, December 22, 2010

I Knew this Girl from Downtown who liked to Get Around By Jasen Sousa

I Knew this Girl from Downtown who liked to Get Around

I met her in the subway.

It was late at night
as she stepped onto the train
looking for a fight.
Empty, except for a few scattered souls.
She calmed down and asked me for a light.

I told her I was sorry
and that I didn’t smoke
as I pulled out the insides of my pockets
to show how badly broke.

I could tell she had been drinking
even though I was sitting
on the opposite side of the train.
Her eyes and mouth
were moving at the speed of light,
but I could tell there was a standstill
inside her brain.

She got up out of her seat
and began to dance around for kicks,
she stood in front of the window
and started to shake her hips.
She grabbed her purse
and put Maybelline on her lashes
and Revlon on her lips.

She finished making herself up,
spun around and stared at me.
Her face, like a book colored by a child
who couldn’t stay inside the lines.
Strutted her stuff as she sat down next to me,
whispering in my ear,
asking how she looked countless times.

She removed her jacket
that looked like
a combination of a cape
and a curtain.
Placing her hand on my knee,
I knew for certain
this female was well trained
at the art of flirting.

Attracted to her figure,
but turned off by the way she was acting,
hadn’t fallen, but with every action
you could see her concrete skin cracking.

I was focused on shorts
that barely covered her butt,
she wasn’t wearing a bra,
only a tight white tank top T-shirt, halfway cut.
Her left nipple served as the period
to the word on her shirt, SLUT.

Asked me to come home with her
and mentioned how she liked rough sex.
Battling my emotions,
I declined as I didn’t want to take advantage of this girl
with a beautiful body and a clouded mind.

She stepped off the train
and gave me the finger
as the door slammed tight.
I got home, laid in my bed
and turned off the light.

What a night…

Taken From
Selected Poems of Jasen Sousa
Comprised of works from:
Life, Weather (First Collection of Poems Written At Age 17) (Not In College)
A Thought and A Tear for Every Day of The Year: A Poetic Diary (Written Between ages 18-19) (Stint at Suffolk University)
Close Your Eyes and Dream With Me (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
Almost Forever (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
A Mosaic of My Mind (Written at Age 24) (Beginning Emerson College)

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