Quasi: a revision

I don’t spit polish

your buttocks,

rosy.

That’s a real problem

for you,

innit?

 

I don’t sing your hymns,

or shine lights

golden

upon your common

backside.

 

I don’t heel cos

I’m no bitch,

stricken.

No, bitch. I’m Alpha—

teeth stained brave.

 

And I don’t heed bull—

shit, girlfriend,

you blind

batty.

That’s a real problem

for a quasi

like you.

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