Only A Kiss

The drunk crawled out of the cardboard carton And said, “I’d just like to kiss a girl, Even if she’s an old girl Who admits she’s old as me! As long as the spirit in her crazy heart Still runs true and she doesn’t want to Throw me to Satan or drown me in God— Then I’d be true as well while the bottle lasts!” I’m hip, fellow misfits say, for they needn’t imagine What it is to live without a lover’s kiss Until you’ve gone so long without That you forget what it is you miss. rcs. Current draft: 3/25/2010 Created on 3/16/2010 2:06 PM