LET'S

let’s meet in the alley back of your house
in the sweet early light of the weekend

let’s swill cheap booze by the bucket
say ‘fuck it’ to schedules and sway
willy nilly to the tunes of Lucy and Dezi

let’s run nude through the park at the end
of the block, raise our fists to the birds
in the trees

let’s buy diamond rings for our neighbors,
the Sloan’s, and hope that Ma Sloan
never more roams outside of connubial
bonds

let’s sit on our deck at end of the day
sunburnt with sweat milking our breasts
and dead drunk as two resting doves

let’s fall into sleep deep on our willowy bed,
both beat as bums on a freight train for weeks,
we’ll dream of more bad liquor tomorrow..