Appetizer

by David J Wilzig

I=d love to have lunch with her legs
blonde on top
black-bottomed, midthigh, midtown, midnight
with those sandwiched legs
no rings
gold bangled dangled mangled slave
straight faced, black eyelashes
Lash Larue leather with whitened sweat foam, french
tipped nails, scratching
wonder how she=d answer
I=d love to have lunch with your legs.

Meg Weston

Maine’s community-based site for writers and readers of poetry and short prose.

https://www.thepoetscorner.org
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