You’re only human,
‘so you can’t help but wonder’.
Why your friend’s old lady has
such a firm looking ass
and your lady about the same age,
has this
‘mushy pillow like thing’.
Not that you’re complaining,
‘just comparing’ which is something
completely different
as far as you're concerned
and could explain yourself
if push comes to shove.
Here you go, ‘making excuses’
for the way you think.
As if she could read your mind.
The way she claims she can.
Anyway she’s downtown now
spending your money
a good six subway stops away.
So what are the odds
she can read your mind from there,
even if she could?
While you’re here typing these thoughts
½ smoked joint, crushed pack of Newports,
& a few Jack Daniel’s neat
fueling your paranoia of these claims of
super like powers she claims to have.
A contest entry
- Strange kind of Woman by NurseChilly.
1750 points, ended April 9, 2008, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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You see, I just happen to love Jack Daniels, so this won me over straight away...
and aren't all women, super women??? i think so... also witches too, with hidden supernatural powers...
good piece for this contest
well done and many thanks for entering
G.x
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telepatheticalism
+
man
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woman
=
trouble.
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