the first poem i have written in a very very long time:

Dissillusioned

three condoms ago
I loved you
and nothing else
could be descried

and four beers ago
I was an innocent girl
after two, my eyes
were not so wide.

a hundred kisses ago
i wanted you badly
after thirty smiles
with a mysterious air

three condoms ago
this might have meant something
but after the first
I ceased to care.