some old beauty queen that needed some loving. by J.J. Campbell

i wanted to kiss you the

first time i ever saw you

i don’t think your husband

would have approved

instead, i sat at the bar

ordering every crazy

fucking drink i could

think of

the bartender was this

young blonde who

seemed to understand

as the tips got bigger

the drinks get stronger

i would later explain

this was the problem

with me having a

good paying job

all that money ended

up in these little hole

in the wall places where

i hoped i would find

some old beauty queen

that needed some loving

that never worked out

how i wanted but i did

become a damn good

pool player

probably could have

become a professional

but i figured i would

stick to the words

no threat of ever

becoming rich doing

this

J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) was raised by wolves and is currently trapped in suburbia. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Record Magazine, Misfit Magazine, The Beatnik Cowboy, Mad Swirl and Synchronized Chaos. His latest chapbook, the taste of blood on christmas morning, was published by Analog Submission Press in July 2018. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (http://evildelights.blogspot.com)

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