POKERPLAY [Poem]

𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘♦️

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Through it

with chastity 

and a pint of beer

cigarette almost burnt 

above the moonlight

Bougainvillea garden 

the sound of brewery

at the town's shop.

Took a

whole evening 

to brush it off

yet with the painted coat 

and that chaos

in the summer of May 

that if I pinch myself a little

I mightn't be at all

The lady I've slept with

last seventy two months 

says she got lices all over her hair

I told her to bathe 

in the pool of mices and roses ✿

the serenity in its coldness 

with that cigarette 

ready to poke my eyes

I laugh

d a u n t l e s s .