another san francisco nite
turquoise lights implode
entwined women shimmer
long legs end in stillettos
Manic Panik Glitter- silver
tangy tangerine dress yanked high
i never did like crayola naming system
old man rolls his eyes in disgust
“the world sure is changing”
[to me it appears to be less dungeon like;
i have a lot to learn]
dalmation drools from ten feet,
pink crayon a showin’,
dog eyes a glowin’
lights from Golden Gate
make halos in the sky,
angel women

i lean back, nipples erect
frustrated that i never see Orion