Lover Boy Poem by RIC BASTASA

Lover Boy



You’re like a fighting cock
On a hill
Crowing


All his concubines
Are the stones
And his hen
Has not laid any egg

He’s got no balls either.
Just bloody combs.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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