augury doggerel

Sunday, August 17, 2003

And the Tiger

In the rain after work, last evening's whore back about in a thin summer dress, red and white flowers, fine breasts in wet cotton, shining face, nothing hard but nipples and heels. She's the only one laughing on this street. A windfall for window-shoppers. I look away and look back and she's gone. She must have taken one of these doors.


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