to have something like this
here comes the
anxiety
the sweaty palms
and that uneasy
feeling of the rest
of your life flashing
right before your
eyes
but you look at her
hips
the way that slinky
black dress falls to
the floor
as you go in for a
kiss, you remember
how much you used
to have to pay to have
something like this
you want to believe
real love will be
cheaper in the long
run
at least, that’s what
you are hoping
©J.J. Campbell all rights reserved
J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is old enough to know where the bodies are buried. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at Horror Sleaze Trash, Fourth & Sycamore, The Beatnik Cowboy, Mad Swirl and Synchronized Chaos. His most recent chapbook, the taste of blood on christmas morning, was published by Analog Submission Press. You can find him most days waxing poetic on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights.