Yes my right boob is bigger than the left and
there is something going between my thighs
You see Mr. I breath from there…
But then don’t you breath from hole too?
I’ve been scared walking on the ancient silk
routes, always covered in dark veil stalked by
the hawk eyes, conscious of my timid moves.
But terrified to come home for I’ll pay the lofty
price of loitering after the dark…
In The Land for No Women I am known as a
harlot, well you see Mr. I am those women who
always wear matching sandals ,paint their lips
scarlet and plant kisses with ease while
matching steps with you.
But I am no bitter Mr. because I see no
difference between you and me…
you see we both breath from the holes