poetry by j matthew waters

a day at the races

I bought my baby some brand new shoes
got on my knees and slipped them on her feet
like I was some goddamn prince charming

where did you get the money to buy these shoes
she said
lifting one heel
and half turning her hips

the longshot in the fifth took place I said
lighting a cigarette and leaning back on the sofa
enjoying her big smile getting bigger

oh these are just way way way too much
do you know
how much these shoes cost
no pony
could ever afford these shoes

don’t worry about it baby the shoes are yours
you can bury yourself in them
as far as I’m concerned

march two thousand thirteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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6 thoughts on “a day at the races

  1. Like the voice in this– kinda Guys-and-Dolls and Sam Spade. Fun poem!!

  2. She could have just said ‘thank you’, at least!!!

  3. cyberbonn on said:

    ♥ˆ◡ˆ) !

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