one - the bandal

followed by a troop he showed up, ringing and knocking
a bulgar like any other
who caught nothing yet got everything.

one can be born pure, but by the age of 12 everything is forgotten
im ready to open my legs, tell me how much is my body worth.
im just a girl and your lips get me lush

cover myself, promise me something. why cant a bandal pretend?
not to be himself?
demure and long lasting -coin operated
give me a manual

bandals never play it slow
girls in big boobs never get a shot
a chance, the time
to get known.

Lush lips
crossed lips
hot hips
torn midst

i got to leave the country
a bandal and a prune.

seven

they were seven who got caught into the webs of a fabulous woman
seven to drink from her heavy fluids
seven who got ditched by the same bitch
-though a few were the ones who did the ditching

they were seven bandals
poets
absent minded
illiterate
junkies
constrained
untamed lovers.