Barmaid
by peterxbrown
Posted: Tuesday, October 28, 2003 Word Count: 77 Summary: a trip to the local |
I watch surreptitiously
just for the hell of it
and because I can spell it
smell it
spill it
She leans with chunky hand on chin
smiling while the punters buy her gin
Her skirt is short
and her left knee has a scab
but noone on the drunken side
of Jackie's bar
has ever grabbed.
The low -cut banter and the teeth
the loudness
and the market chic
invite a free-for-all
but also builds a wall.
just for the hell of it
and because I can spell it
smell it
spill it
She leans with chunky hand on chin
smiling while the punters buy her gin
Her skirt is short
and her left knee has a scab
but noone on the drunken side
of Jackie's bar
has ever grabbed.
The low -cut banter and the teeth
the loudness
and the market chic
invite a free-for-all
but also builds a wall.