nineteen and unclean
July 28, 2007
she tried to shake her bottom
like all the rest of ‘em
with shiny black ghetto booties
she was white, pretty
with a nice ass and
flanks that bounced to the music
but she was much younger than myself
couldn’t have a drink with me even
‘not here anyhow’ she whispered to me
the things I could
try to do to that body
given the chance
but she was too young
going too fast
and will be forgotten by me soon
..unless I write about her
Hmmm…she sounds oddly familiar.
But why unclean? She could have a heart of gold. Like Magdalene.