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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

bitches and the viridian boy


   bitches and the viridian boy

no i never met a boy greenhorn and single who
could pose sweet even if seedy to fuck bitches
and cue bays like that billiards lad who hitches
toys to his groin with fumbling hands and clumsily
comes of age at every try but goes away empty-
handed to the backroom among the tables idle  

the boy has dirty green eyes and gay manners
bitches have them multicolored set dire and ready
to cut to the quick and brand his edge on fire so
he places his bid on his eyes mindful of his stare
baiting with glances and ogles pocketfuls of lies
be sure bitches are hopeless and mind not this ill

viridboy gets the fever and shakes on the last ball
with no one to keep score and no mares on call