Crank (Crank 1)

something else with Adam.

Sneaked out after dinner

for a smoke

and a taste of tongue.

Sunday

Met Adam at the bowling alley.

Somehow the Place Looked Different

What had changed?

It was still a run-down bowling

alley in a bad part

of town.

I had changed.

Somehow I didn’t care about

other people’s

obsessions.

I was obsessed.

Somehow I didn’t care about

public make-out

sessions.

I plotted make-out sessions.

Somehow I didn’t care about

women, stealing other

women’s boyfriends.

Had I stolen someone’s boyfriend?

Somehow I didn’t care about

back-room parties.

It was my turn. I’d been invited.

Choices, Choices

Life is full of

choices