Disco
They are
All
In the prisons of their clothes
Dresses
Tight shirts that show the tits
And I …
Like them, I, in a similar seat,
Facing the scene
Watch the Latino band playing
Fly …
My horse, my thoughts
Daydream
I am back in time
In San Antonio
In Laredo
And…and…
And…
I dance…
Even sexier than them.
Now …
Totally stranger
Instead
My eyes do the job
Verify the shapes and the size.
Look around
See some
Thanks to makeups
Fooling themselves
“I’m still young.”
I smile.
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