dirty

jenny used to feel me up

when I was 15 years old.

she was in her 20's

and her ability to buy booze

was a super power

far better than boobs

and a first french kiss.

we got fucked up on boone's farm

while parked in the graveyard-

me sucking on the bottle

between her tits

like a baby unwilling to quit.

I didn't wanna mature-

wanted to stay fastened

to the fun of being young,

and pretend

freedom was the ability

to ignore adulthood

and never grow up.

I finger-fucked jenny

a few times,

then the world went sideways

in a hurry, now I'm staring at

a midlife crisis, crying over

how quickly

the price of booze shot up,

while thinking back

to graveyard snatch

and cheap bottles

of corner store wine.