I spent most of the dance
watching the rhythm guitar,
trying to memorize
chord changes for different songs.
His fingers were backwards
from my point of view
so it was a little like translation.
Then Lori touched my shoulder
and asked if I wanted to dance
which I sure did when her breast
rubbed over my elbow
and forearm like,
I don't know, like sex,
and afterwards, in my car,
I couldn't remember anything
except how to play Louie, Louie
and I couldn't even remember that
when she took her tongue again way low.