MR Q

Friday was the day new comics came out
Superman Green Lantern and The Flash
down to Mr Q’s comic book shop
we ten year old kids would all dash

while I was reading squatting in the aisle
Mr Q would come up behind
press himself against me there
rubbing his cheek against mine

he’d give me a squeeze and ask how I was
then he’d start playing with my hair
I’d tell him I was fine and continue reading
pretending he just wasn’t there

I thought Mr Q was like those relatives
the kind that always try to kiss you
even when you don’t much feel like doing it
but your folks tell you that you just have to

Mr Q
what happened to you?
I heard you got busted
I guess you couldn’t be trusted
man you were so creepy too

a few of my friends told me Mr Q
sometimes would take them downstairs
and give them ten dollars to let him play with them
but that was something I never dared

don’t get me wrong I thought about it
when Mr Q would give me those looks
ten whole dollars back in those days
bought a lot of comic books

Mr Q
what happened to you?
I heard you got busted
I guess you couldn’t be trusted
man you were so creepy too

 

(unrecorded, published in QUADRANT)