Brenton Booth

A Poem’s Worth

She was about
to finish work

at the laundromat
and we had been
talking for several
hours.

I asked her if she
wanted to come to
my apartment and
I would read her
some poems I had
recently written.

She accepted the
offer.

After I read one
we started kissing
and a little later
we were naked
having sex on the
floor.

It was some of the
best sex I ever
had.

She left to meet
her partner
and I decided to
write this poem
as a reminder
that sometimes
poetry
does pay.

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