"So,
What do you do here?"
I deal drugs,
What does it look like?
"I help the owner
sell the books here."
"Cool. Cool."
How dense are you...
"What about you?
What do you do?"
Besides being a harlot,
I suppose...
She smirked.
"I know you think that
I'm a whore.
I see it in your eyes."
Then she shrugged.
"You got any books on cards?"
"Er... Excuse me?"
"Books. On card tricks."
"Um..."
She checked her watch.
"Oh, nevermind. I have to go."
And part of me wishes
That you won't come back...
So why is there a part that
Wants you to?
YOU ARE READING
Charmed
Poetry"You wanna see a card trick?" four nervous giggles three decks of cards two girls ...
