Saturday, June 04, 2005

el culo de bettie

Bettie holds up all she'll want, trunk and flowers
she’s bored by a doll, slip off the pretty
she sits on not merely her beauty

don’t pretend you’re in the long hall for peekaboo
forget it, she’s no ghost girl
but full of promises, all of those “36 Flavors” at once

taste the good side, that boop pose
her candy showing pink, a hold of each cheek
they speak to one another

seated in that good place
smoothed with the purple swells with doing
she’ll not surrender her back

says no, the one who does the choosing
she holds up there in abundance
no matter what language you speak.

Taking up Didi's challenge.


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