With The Shoes To Match by J.J. Campbell

youronephonecall

love

you hot
lipped
saucy
fucker

electric
blue hair
with the
shoes to
match

i can hear
them click,
click, click
on this dirty
white floor

they are
music
to my
imaginative
ears

i see you
down at
the end
of the
aisle

i never
knew i
needed
a carton
of orange
juice this
damn bad

J.J. Campbell (1976 - soon) is old enough to know better. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Dead Snakes, The Camel Saloon, Horror Sleaze Trash, NewPoetry.net, and ZYX. His last book of poems, Sofisticated White Trash (Interior Noise Press) is available wherever people buy books these days. You can find J.J. most days bitching about things only he cares about on his highly entertaining blog, evil delights. (http://evildelights.blogspot.com)

J.J. Campbell (1976 – soon) is old enough to know better. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at Dead Snakes, The Camel Saloon, Horror Sleaze Trash, NewPoetry.net, and ZYX. His last book of poems, Sofisticated White Trash (Interior Noise Press) is available wherever people buy books these days. You can find J.J. most days bitching about things only he cares about on his highly entertaining blog, evil delights. (http://evildelights.blogspot.com)

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