Colorful

"Fuck you,"

I laugh,

Lifting my

Middle finger.

"You cuss

Like a sailor,"

He says,

"Even worse

Than me."

But that's

Not true.

Who did

I get it from-

My Mormon

mom or my

Baptists father?

Certainly not.

Maybe the 

Words are a

Little crude,

But you know

That they mean

"I love you."

If I didn't,

I wouldn't 

Even bother

Coloring my

language.

I would 

Leave it 

Black and white,

The same as

The language

I use when

I speak to

The walls.

"You asshole,"

I say as I

Straddle your

chest, struggling

to get my

lighter from 

your pocket.

You know

That it means,

"Kiss me."