the mosquitos are feasting tonight andrea stands up
turns off the radio possessed by trump soundbites
bends over and fills the entire room
with eucalyptus and lemon bug spray
that i mistake for bitters in my bodega paloma
i don’t want her but i want to give her things
or at least refuse all the loosies she gives me
we are thinking of boys who love us too loosely
she makes a bad joke about screwing screwing you
she has a wurlitzer she found on the sidewalk
it’s called a funmachine and it merits that
the wah-wah is sweet hookah smoke the bugs blink
we smile at each other i need to believe
that no one has played this organ like me
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