Lucky Now And Then

so after the reading she came
up in those caramel eyes and
blah to the blah I gave out
another free book that if she
kept for 30 years she might
be able to sell to augment the
cost of her three mandatory
minutes on The Department
of Human Resources' suicide
machine but anyway later at
the bar she had claimed she
was on Monsters Of Cock and
let's party baby so yeah yes of
course fuck yeah yes another
drink please and that was
scary shit but I quess if you're
a woman you might as well get
totally reamed out and stretched
apart because it is a specific need
but I just like to run the shallows
first then nudge there up against
that hilt gyrating my fat drunken
ass a little bit enjoying myself
because I'll never get to be on any
Subatomic Elven Cunt I just put
out stupid little booklets of poetry
hoping to get lucky now and then