Let's Dance
By chagrin
Mon, 24 Apr 2006
- 660 reads
That morning in June
when I awoke with
Charles Dance's semen on my lips
I knew I had arrived
there would be no more
nights in the Bat & Ball
or karaoke on the pier
the strawberry blonde spunk
was a taste of what was to come
When nine nymphs
nearly drowned me in baby oil
left me with a glorious tic
I knew I could never go back
to chip shops
and bed sits
sharing cabs with sweaty girls
their hands had chaperoned
all hue from me
My body is not mine now
I gave it to them
and they gave me theirs
an exchange that coaxed me
into using my nerves again
it may never end.
- Log in to post comments