I should have

At a bar just outside of Atlanta

she walked towards me

with a smile, a tattoo

that said, dynamite

I should have

but I didn’t ask

to focused on her ass.

Oh how the mind wanders

in a dim lit place

to my way of thinking

she didn’t even have

a face.

I should have

at least asked her name

but I played the game

knowing the cost

would be extreme

come morning light

and truth be known

I was right.

I should have

ran out

but I was so tempted to

ignite

her fuse.

burn baby burn

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