Chicano Poet

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Biker Chick

I stepped off my motorcycle
to steal her panties.

Nine times out of ten
it’s only a figure of speech.

She ran her fingers through my hair
and found the stab wound of my race.

The scab put Egyptians to shame
as I roared away from the beer joint.

Never trust a woman whose lips
can be stuffed into a pair of pretty faces.


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