wonderlust : part II

so i woke up in a room
the walls covered in strange
postesr
and girl curled up against the wall

clearly sleeping
and this clealry wa'snt
my bed

i woek her up
and offred to make us
some drinks
she incilnedd my offer
and i mixed frozen chaep vodka
with grendaine syrupand some
leftouver fruti juice she had
int he fridge

"this whole ufcking thing"
i say
"its gettitn mmore and more unorignial..
i come ove r here, we talk, get to busienss
things egt intens e i wake up
you wake up"

"il ove it "!
she tlells me
"i justa bsolutely LOVE it"

"i gra b the radio and put on the lcoal
classical station"

"turn of this garbage, i wanna DANCE"
she was never one to be original
"i wanna go out, have fun..
dammit matt i wanna just DANCE"

"dammit woman"
i tel her
"when a man cant fi nd his peace
in a clam little apartment on the east side
listening to mozart
he ddamn well aint gonna get it
hanging out at fraternity housess
and listenning to lady ghaga"

she pouted for 5 mintuse
and when i finished my drink
i fucked her into a freanzy
and i rolled off
and smokeed a cigarette
out her window by
heer bed as to not set off hte fire alarm
and she cur led her warm body onto mine
and she said in a whiseper in my ear

"youre right, fuck dancing"
and she wiggled into a comforatable position

i laughed
thinking
damn
do they not know
waht they want