So you like big tits
my small-titted girlfriend asks with a smile
that is not a smile
that hides the least amount of warmth
I have ever felt.

I don’t know what you’re talking about
I say
while thinking
get out of my brain, witch!
Her eyebrow raiseS.
I saw you looking at her,
she nods at the
hot bod trotting past.
Her? I didn’t even notice her
I explain
and besides
why would I care about
that peroxide and saline concoction passing by
with you by my side?

Her smile is revised
and the chill changes
incrementally.
You’re getting there
she tells me
putting a hand carefully on mine
but don’t even think of turning
away from me
until I’m done with this latte.
I start
but she stops me.
I know what you’re thinking
she reminds me
and, she points at the next girl strolling our way
who you’re thinking about.

Hey! I say.
If you can take a man’s life
for the thoughts in his head –
Stop quoting Springsteen
she commands
and
I comply.