For cigarettes
For a pack of cigarettes he let me
see his sister naked
through a hole between their rooms
at first when he checked he said
she wasn’t doing anything
I looked she was on her bed
talking on the phone reading a fashion magazine
we waited reading comic books, he
would check every ten minutes
then finally he said alright and I
knelt down and looked again
she took off her jeans and t-shirt
then her bra and panties
put on different underwear, white
cotton for shiny black
black tights black skirt red shiny
blouse high heel shoes
brushed her hair gold earrings red
lipstick
looking at herself like she knew
she looked good
A car honked outside and she left
we waited hours playing video
games listening for the click of her door
I’d never stayed up that late
before
for one of my comic books he let
me watch again
she opened her window sat on the
bed crossed her legs lit a cigarette
blew the smoke out into the night
and watched it
undressed in front of the mirror
folding the blouse and skirt
bending to put them in a drawer
her underwear smooth and shiny on
the floor
she put on her white panties and
the t-shirt and turned out the light
we went to bed too in sleeping
bags on the floor
I waited till he was asleep got
out in my underwear
went to the hole stared at the
darkness
wondering if she knew about it, if
she ever looked
listening for anything only
hearing his slow breathing
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