The Royal Couple

As I walk
down the street
I see a gal
in the boozer she sits
playing her role
important as hell
She’s pretty
as an angel
but
rather from Earth
of her nails
with her lips
she seems
to take care

It can't put me off
I glance at her
with my
eagle’s eyes swaying
I can’t see
I pretend
she’s rather devout
and that
she’s just praying

For a moment
I lose
the sight of her
as she’s approached
by some
filthy drunk tank
Treating her
with respect
like a royal lady
this self-proclaimed
member of
a king’s rank

They suit
to each other
she - so well-groomed
and him
being the lord
of the street
dirty and hollow
My envy’s growing
while she
in some gate
takes
the royal jizz
in her mouth
and
and tries
to swallow

Marcin Majkowski

Archived 07/27/2011