love poem (from breadshop)

as i leave,
she said,
kiss me on the cheek

i was confused;
which, when you come to know her, isn't something unusual
kiss me on the cheek, she said
how am i know know she's isn't effing me?
kiss me on the cheek, she said
yeah, you can kiss mine too

as i leave,
i kissed, like she asked
"whatchudoin'?"
she exclaimed...
i didn't know what to say...
first you told me
here i am.
D'you expect me to give you move by move commentaries like in the Olympics?

she took her away her cheek.
i'm not sure if she was insulted or i was insulted.
she's vague, you know, pointing to the head
curl the hair and brush the ... you know
and i'm perpetually confused.

(09/27/04)