the pyjamas

The Pyjamas

And you have your pyjamas on and think is this the way they are

going to find me tomorrow so you get up change into a clean one

The green one that looks lively like someone about to join a party

that was delayed by a sudden death.

“Doesn’t he look lovely? Did you know his tan came from a bottle?

Vain but otherwise he was ok, his habit of folding a sock in his

crotch to give the impression he was well endowed, ludicrous should

someone showing an interest. Nevertheless, he always gave me a lift

when I was going into town, he asked for nothing only that I let him

touch my breasts, he gave me 20 Euros.

I didn’t ask for the money- I’m not a whore- he just liked me.”

Look at him in his casket my sister used to clean his house once

a week and take clothes to the laundry, she always doubled the bill

I think he knew but never let on he did.

Then it was morning, I had a hot shower tested the blood sugar

Normal as usual but I’m bored of eating so much cabbage.