GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS
One who couldn't have looked less interested. One with a nose, with a beak. One who liked jazz. One who played with her hair. One who did a trick with ice. One with glasses. One who I hear looked better before she looked strung out. One who danced like no one was watching her when that's all there was. One who sat on her haunches and just talked. One who bowed when she was done, but stared up through her lashes. One with a fake tan and fake tits and a fake smile. One who told me I smelled real good. One who tried to hustle a dance from me on my birthday. One who said she couldn't hustle, talked about magic instead. One angry one with a hawk and too many tats. One with a cardigan, panties and a stork's grace. One who danced for a woman I loved, one who turned her on so easy. One with coconuts and grass who made you laugh. One who told me about the cars. One who looked innocent but who was guilty. One who pulled herself open. One who took breaths without her mouth. One who poured me a drink. One who said you lookin' for the pisser? One who could climb higher than the rest.