i've never flown before
by Francine DuBois

she's got such small breasts
you'd almost feel sorry for her,
but she's so damn thin
you just don't care.

and she'll take it anywhere
she can get it: the bar,
the airplane's cockpit,
a fish sandwich shoppe.

it's when she does the coy act,
the "helpless little ol' me" batting
of the eyelashes, that i want
to hit her so hard that her

cheekbones collapse
and her nose twists
into a rosy, pert, little
nipple-shaped button.

 

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