Fallout (Crank 3)

a Vegas Rebels fan,

and so a rival meant

to be jeered at, not laid—

was a real piece of work.

Anorexic as hell, but

high-horsepower motor,

revved to the max …

Nikki stares at me,

waiting for an answer.

Say something quick,

idiot. I reach across

the table, take possession

of her hand, look into

the depths of her tear-

glittered eyes. “You

are my one and only.”

AS THE WORDS

Slide out of my mouth,

I wish I could mean them.

She is so beautiful, just there.

A fairy seeking wings, and

when she finds them, I know

she’ll fly far, far away.

Love is like that.

Suddenly I want her more

than anything. Like some

conceit-driven Grimm

Brothers king, I need to

capture my sprite with

trembling hands. Except