Dirty talk

On Wednesdays
I wait

I sit in a Pizza Hut parking lot
in my car

listening to NPR
or this week
Christmas music

and I crochet
because

Hello my name is Beatrice and I have a problem....

and today
Tex called

he had a busy day
but
he wanted to catch up
and talk about what I wrote yesterday

and fill my ears with dirty talk
it seems he wants to mark me as his
as much
as I want to mark him as mine after we've been with our friends

and the Jack in the Box across the lane
and the traffic
all fade away
and

we're together for a few minutes

my crochet discarded
as I just sit and talk
next to him

my man

MINE

just as I am his