Epigram ‘n Aphorism Samwiches

ample vision

She gives good views of ample cleavage.
I know you think it,
because I saw you peek,
linger long, when you trained your eyes
to dare drink in the visage,
when you didn't think you'd be caught admiring
a form she takes pride in.

Why else would she employ a blouse like that?
for you or whoever would appreciate
what she's got; though,
won't allow herself to smile, but
knit those considerable black brows
that hover over squash eyes
that wide would
let you know
she approves,
if you dare stare in her direction
for another beat too long?

Would it be so wrong to get caught,
and just nod your approval?

I am her.


6.13.21

a mix of fake fantasy and reality for the commonality of an ordinary situation that cancel culture wants to shame men for, if they are old or undesirable, unless they are cute as puppies, or Thor.

another from the one-hit-wonder factory. wait? which? poem or song below?



I'm certifiable