the musical game of girls in chairs
while I play the piano
and they switch back and forth, giggling
there was a Russian girl who liked me
but I was worried about her
She had past trauma, and had to travel around the world 3 or 4 times to get over it
She made my mother cookies, and my mother instantly loved her
“Should I marry her?”
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” my mother said.
I can’t trust my mother, anymore.
there was an airline stewardess who wore dresses from Tennessee
but she was taking sleeping pills
She had dark circles under her eyes, and she kept asking me
if she could come over, and I said, “Yes.”
and she sat there
with her blond hair
wearing spandex and a crop top, while drinking tea
and I thought,
God, I’m going to do something I regret.
there was a girl from El Salvador who wanted to go to Alaska with me
and I blew her off
She was obsessed with my body. She kept asking me (no, telling me) “Take your shirt off.”
And when I got overweight, she told me, “You know… my girlfriend thinks you’re fat, but I like you.”
I was horrified. Then she tried to suck my lips off, and I pushed her away, and she laughed.
I kept playing the piano, and the girls kept dancing around
The Girl from El Salvador met a blond engineer who looked like he was 12
The Russian Girl met a man who loved hiking, and she gave her heart to him
The airline stewardess took more sleeping pills, smoked more cigars, and did it in the sky with countless guys
I kept playing the piano, because it was a beautiful tune
all the chairs were empty
No new girls entered the room
Then, I stopped playing,
and it was quiet.
Now, I think about playing the piano again
Perhaps, a wedding march?
Have I lost my mind?