save yourself
a little after midnight
and the coyotes are
howling
i look out the window
and the cat that stays
up by the house is on
the step scratching at
the back door
i go to the door and
lock it
every living thing has
to learn at some point
that it is best to simply
save yourself
the reliance on others
is a crutch that only
leads to
heartbreak
play it cool
whispers in a crowded
room
i notice the ring on her
finger but recall the wise
words of a guy i used to
work with
always remember, if you're
single and she's not, she's
the one with something
to lose
i play it cool
try not to push my
agenda
laugh at her jokes
and make sure my hands
only wander to where she
wants them to
but when she nibbled on
my ear i figured she wasn't
exactly worried about her
husband at that point
i was gone before the sun
came up
a few hours before the
husband should be back
home
she should still be asleep
bio
J.J. Campbell (1976 - soon) lives and writes on a farm in
Brookville, Ohio. He's been widely published over the years, most
recently at BoySlut, The Camel Saloon, Pyrokinection, Regardless Of
Authority, and Zygote in My Coffee. His first full lnegth book of poems,
Sofisticated White Trash, was published
earlier this year by Interior Noise Press. You can find J.J. most days
bitching about something on his blog, evil delights (http://evildelights.blogspot. com)
Brilliant work as usual. J.J deserves wider recognition.
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