She’s on that corner again. Stalking from a distance, I listen.
“Good for nothing cougar”, he kicks her. “Costing me money”
With bills at my cuticles, I walk. Alone, she hums in her bra and skirt. I touch her smooth, warm body, and see right through her.
Finally my first ride, I drive away slowly.
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