MY HAGGARD MILF

She was a waitress, she smoked for years

and in 12 years she hasn't cried a single tear

She loves a good drink and needs a young man

its not even clear if she does this to feel young again

Her skin is like leather and her lips the same

her jacket too, the leather to conceal the pain

She was married to at least one alcoholic bear

I know this by his initials tattooed on her ear

sometimes when we are finished and laying there

I hear a perfect silence, a stillness in the air

My Haggard MILF doesn't love me

and I like it that way

FETIÇO

Standing, hiding in an alleyway

watching people look over their shoulders.

I make a slight ruffling sound and

watch them look around.

There's a thin coat of snow on the ground

but that doesn't matter very much

I got here, to this receded doorway

before it landed.

I'm looking in the windows.

Watching steam rise from the sidewalk

Watching my breath meet the air

Passerby's, imagining someone to be watching

thinking what kinds of things I could be thinking.

Quickening their pace,

wondering if in the receded doorway

they actually caught a glimpse

of a hidden man's face.

I don't know exactly what's going to happen tonite

That's why I came down here.

Hidden between the buildings

testing others & my own fear.