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    Posted in: Poetry

    BIKINI CONTEST

    - Children – naughty children – women non the less…..
    - Everyone one of them
    - Yes curves
    - Yes of age
    - Yes still trying to please and fresh to put on a show…..
    - nothing compelling @ it, except for the ass on one of those brown girls -
    - Oh there are curves
    The base in me responds, of course !
    I am a man
    No apology
    - in contrast —– a needed apology for the camera phone frat boy Front row fodder

    - The sports bar
    -A distant planet
    -A strange breed
    -The dwelling of inactive
    -a temple of spectators
    -Men in baseball hat vernacular
    Urge titans in tights
    -only the language of well worn bar wood speaks to me
    -bacardi and coke at this bar she says thrusting bartender tits in my face…. Her spell is feeble – I get neither
    - I sit
    - I type
    - I wonder why
    - Always why
    -Once you have a real women
    You don’t go back …
    -Not to the girls
    -The booze
    -Or the bar
    - no,no – for me I am Content to feel the warmth of well worn bar wood and soak up the advantage of
    distance
    pardon typos
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