' ' ' ' Like Wow...Now? (Tankas) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

LIKE WOW...NOW?

Dress pulled over head
knickers kicked across the floor
bra thrown over chair.
Guess I can take a subtle
hint...ya wanna go to bed?

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THE BARE ASS TRUTH!

Your bum in the air
searching for a knickers that
isn’t there. Who cares?
I enjoying the search so
much...I hope ya never find ‘em!

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IN LIEU OF A FIG LEAVE

Deck chair to deck chair
we sit naked as can be
you covering me with a well placed foot...I too
cover your crotch with my foot.