Even an old lady has a skeleton
and guts (just like you, and just like me)
that have processed
than a soft serve ice cream machine
but we don’t care about her insides, do we?
It’s her skin,
and emerald eyes
that capture the imagination of a man.
Men and Women lack style,
so they shop for it in department stores.
They don’t walk long distances, anymore.
They ride in horseless carriages
with horsehide seats, made in Italy
who beat the flesh
to loosen it up
before they strip it off.
NBA basketball players
wearing 18 carat gold rings
beyond the rainbow.
Cheerleaders shake their pom-poms
and move their booties on the dance floor.
Kings sit on thrones
and angry poets write about them
Sperm shoots into toilets
and clogs the sewers of the cities with flagella
monsters grow in the deep dark drains
like Pennywise the Clown.
Stephen King’s face
reveals the madness within,
like Dorian Gray.
There are flocks of children everywhere
like chickens that won’t lay eggs
They peck at each other,
grow to maturity,
and get their necks chopped off.
I can’t help those who need it the most
so I have to help myself.
I have spent enough time around children
only know how to make more of themselves
The price tag is what they value
How many likes they get on TikTok
They grow old
with the arrogance of youth.
Beware of old women
who were nothing but young.
Beware of old men
who only screw young women.