Thursday, October 11, 2007

Staples Girl


So fucking hot.
I’ll never touch her.
Never know her.
Never ever ever.
But that is ok.
She is just a person slightly interacted with.
A clerk at a store.
Not a chick in a bar,
Or a woman on the street.
Just a beautiful creature handing back change.
But, wow, so Fucking Hot.
And that is enough to make me think.
All the choices and paths.
If there are any, really.
Or just a play already scripted
And with the dancers dancing as told
The singers hitting the written notes
With smiles, as needed
For the Applause.
Time to get in character.