by Qwriter

Today I was sitting in the hot sun, no I was riding on a hot beach,
no I was standing on a hot train, yeah the "A" train and this wildish/youngish/butch
girl/woman person sat down in the sand near me, no she stood on the hot sun with me, no
she got on the train and...

No, wait. I was at this party you see and this young wild butch girl woman person was
reading a poem, no she was lying naked on the "A" train, no.

I was lying naked in the sand and she, no I was wet, wait, I'm confused.

I was this party see and this youngish/wildish/butch girl/woman swaggered in, no she
sauntered past me and I lay down, no, wait...

I was at a party on the "A" train and a beautiful butch girl/woman with wild dreds got on,
she had a bottle of imported beer that she held by its slim neck, sort of looped between
her finger and thumb, she would lift the bottle to her blue black purple lips, lips that
sucked, oh, excuse me...

She and I were at this party, it was hot, way too hot for anyone in her right mind to be
wearing clothes.

Oh God she walked into that party and put her succulent lips on my...
No, wait, wait.

That young butch babe walked into the room and my pants, OOPS. Oh never mind.

On my way home on that "A" train, by myself, I was, no, it was damned hot and I kept
thinking, wishing that I was that beer bottle...

All I know is, I was at this party and this youngish/wildish butch girl/woman sucked off a
beer and I lost my mind.
____________Whew...



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