Issue
#2

March
2009 

a poem by Sergio Ortiz

Sex, Lies, and Video Tapes

Ok, I confess! I tied you to the bed
because I'm tired of cooking the pasta
with the left-over water in the tub!
No, I am so not jealous of that poor woman,
her breasts already looked like Nuks
before she got the implants. The book of spells
has nothing to do with her. She's clumsy,
nobody pushed her out the balcony. Papi, she's
got health problems. I swear, those god-ugly hairs
growing on her chest, wasn't me. Maybe she worries
too much about who's got you in their bed.
OK, hold it there, Buster! Do you see cameras
anywhere? Come back. Baby, COME BACK!
I don't have an account at YouTube!

© Sergio Ortiz

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