hit me baby

A little obvious, but I’m working toward something else — this is just a first step.

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1. on the radio

hit me baby one more time

we are willing it
willing to hear it
and claim it means something else

hit me

baby
me, she says
powder me wrong
glue me back together
delicately under the spell
of apology

no go

me baby

one of the many who owned
the record just slipped away

baby one

more and more
we open our hearts
as much as we close our eyes
to how easily this happens
how often do we miss it

one more

time? not likely
how many every
minute
hour
day
fall and no one says a thing
where are the songs they didn’t sing
and what were they hearing when the door
opened for the last time

more time?

not likely: when he moved toward
his place in the books
he was counting on this being the final act

hit me baby one more time

because he knows schoolgirls
are nicest when they’re naughty
and bad girls don’t go to heaven
bad girls just go
and
they’ve got their own
soundtrack

About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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