Poetry – Sexy Underpants
Literature, PoetryBy M. Clara White
Bitch Jane sobbed
after jumping the fence
to the pool
at the Ramada
her bra yellow
from sweat stains
that dripped from
her tits, those
giant udders
wasn’t it fresh to
be sexy in little
faded tulips
wrapped in whatever
sweaty Jane utters
who said I
love you girl
talking maybe
of fucking
or maybe just
talking about
sobbing