Pussycat Stole My Vibe

I don’t know you-
If we had met in a room
Full of people
I would have tried to charm you,

And I’d swirl whiskey in my glass
And you’d hear that I have not three
But two cubes of ice,

And I’d smile a lopsided smile
While talking outlandish nonsense,
A goofy kind-
The only kind I know,

And maybe you’d smile back,
Or maybe you’d be nervous
And bite your lower lip
But I’d notice-
I’m good with details,

If you only knew
All the stupid shit I’ve done.


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