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You Stare at Them, Can’t Help It

You Stare at Them, Can’t Help It 0 You stare at them, can’t help it, as they stalk Along the catwalk or they stare at you From glossy magazines.  Perhaps you gawk At them  as if your hungry look could hew A way to beauty in their beds with them Where you...

He’s Only Young

        He’s Only Young He’s Only Young He wears a wedge of kinky hair on top, Created by the barber when he cuts The sides and back.  This ridge is like a crop Of blackened Brillo pad.  Where it abuts The forehead, razor scraping has refined The topiary shrub.  A...