Stripper

Stripper

Amongst
the glamour of lights
and with beats
of sensual music
I shake my hips,
breasts and buttock
leaning against pole
to quench...
men’s lecherous eyes
and their lust
for my dead flesh.
And to...
quench hunger…
hunger of my belly
and of my offspring’s.

I pray…
pray…
pray to you,
Oh Lord!
Let me drink
ambrosia
so that,
I can attract those
spooky eyes…
and yes…
Oh Lord!
Shower me
clothes
so that…
I can strip…
I can strip.

Wangdi Gyalpo
6th March 2007




Poetry by Wangdi Gyalpo
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Written on 2007-08-31 at 15:08

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