by Steve Calamars
i pitch panty-droppers
like hand-grenades at a
thick-thigh’d girl in
black stockings and
high-heels
her comic-book body
all hips, thighs and ass
spilling out of a
short black dress
my fingertips roll around
her curves like pin-balls and
slip between her thighs
like wet nickels
panties pulled to the side
i read her pussy like braille
and cause her body to spasm
intricate as sign language—
March 13, 2010
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