Posts Tagged ‘Poem by Brenton Booth’


UNTITLED

If

love

didn’t

exist

we’d

find

something

else

to

fuck

our

lives

up

with.

NIGHT AND DAY

I dropped her off at

6AM 2 streets away

from her home. She

told me her husband

and kids would still

be asleep. She’d just

get a shower and

change her clothes

and panties and

everything would

be good. ‘ Do you

love him?’ I said.

‘ I will give you a

call tonight,’ she

said. And I watched

her beautiful ass

disappear into the

harsh morning light.