heatwave

i was the girl with the girl
who got way too drunk
and got onstage with the poets
had a religious experience
should have left after that but
she wouldn't give me the keys
so we hung out some more
she had another beer, i had another
drink spilled on me but what the hell
i'd already gotten soaked in the downpour
that played during the first band
we saw, the one where i didn't realise
how messed up she was i really didn't get it
till after she began pawing me during
the blues act, i got it then, but
after we found the port a potties i thought
she'd be alrite & since they opened
the cuban club up for more people to get in
she insisted it was too early to leave
so we climbed the fire escape to the smoking
area where i danced to the band with the horns
playing in the plaza, playing the girl
in the cage with my eyes closed which led
to my embarrassing moment where i goosed
a guy in the ballroom during the vodkanauts & thot
how fitting that they were playing lounge metal
while she was almost passed out from consuming
their namesake and its cousins