TRIPSY IS HER HANDLE:

Dark bar, juke box on, spewing classics and cliché.  

Walking after Midnight. Sure.

Living this place of ruff and tumble is her,

Too-tight little wringlet curls distract the imagination.

Bouncing springs of color match puffy lips and hips and ass

Somehow creapily simple.

The deffinition of Southern Belle, white trailer-trash with a loving grin.

All bad overdone make-up and sex and smiles and dreams of Hugh’s Lagoon.
©DANIEL MORTON 2010