High heels pitter patter
Across dull stained linoleum
Black streaks crisscross
Against pink blue paint splatter
The shoes come off
Pantyhose exposed to poison air
Stinky wiggling piggies
Beckon and dare
Dismembered beard hairs
Under the kitchen table
The radio on the fridge
Pumping sexy syrup
Her boots found my nose
Creating telepathic tattoos
Nostrils engulfed in flames
And frowns
She didn’t know how to lie
She didn’t know how to smile
She was just an olfactory arsonist
On a crime spree
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
You dirty man ( :
ReplyDelete