Black Water

Somethimes it just works...

She was from the black water

Wrong side of the tracks

South side of a nowhere town

Why is the bad side always the south side?

She wore pants, tough pants, Dickies

Pounded new territory in old army brogans

Only one piercing, but s**t, it counted

Why is more than one piercing so tough?

She struck fear into the hearts of skinny b*****s

Never even had to open her two toned lipstick mouth

Making gelatinous pools of average house wives and prom queens

Why can't they stay out of the black water?

She met me in a coffee shop in North Beach

I picked up the lighter she dropped

We sat and had diet lattes'

Why me? she could have snapped me like a twig

We went swimming in the black water, perfectly matched

© 2010

Author's Note

North Beach seems to crop a lot in my writing....I love North Beach.

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Is this poem about Margie? I dont know why but I can just see you two...her harley and your grin sipping diet lattes talkin' bout the world! lol

[Crowley]

Ha...no but that a good observation. This was written like 7 years ago, I have been writing some new stuff and getting a lot of the stuff that is in my book back on here. Thanks Girly Q!