A LIVIN'

124
6
Submitted Date 04/06/2019
Bookmark

Two cigarette legs

And a glass of wine

 

Fluorescent lights

Reflect off her chershire-toothed face

 

Stems do a criss cross

Crissing into someone’s crotch

 

Two dollars for a whisky

One for a smile

Three for a cab

Ten for a while

 

Criss cross out

Picking her teeth

Headed back to the slick

Headed back to the reef

 

Many fishies in the sea

Many fishies in the sea

No need to speak

Just criss cross

And flash those kitty cat teeth

 

Too poor to borrow

Too pretty to beg

She makes her dime

With her criss cross legs.

Related Stories

Comments

Please login to post comments on this story

  • David Ross Washington Jr 2 weeks, 3 days ago

    This is beautiful and sad at the same time. The way you whimsically painted her story through the words and the perfect criss-cross theme is just beautiful.

    • Zoe Dabbs 1 week, 5 days ago

      Thank you so much for the kind words David!

  • Tomas Chough 2 weeks, 1 day ago

    You really painted a picture with your writing. A sad situation turned into poetry. Great one!

  • Miranda Fotia 1 week, 4 days ago

    I love the realism in your poetry. Nice work!