one night of mistakes

by J.J. Campbell

and there she was

hair pulled back
glasses on, a laugh
as infectious as her
smile

and i was thinking
of something useful
to say

dreaming i was the
suave motherfucker
for once in my life
instead of the fat
hairy mess i am

and it suddenly hits me

my dreams have
seen way too much
late night cinemax
for this to turn out
well

and before long
she was gone

although she did
catch me staring
a few times

and i never looked away

i thought i was giving
off the vibe of go ahead
what's one night of mistakes
that your husband never
needs to know about

watching her drive away

apparently that can be
creepy to some people