Jailbait

I watch them
Playing, screaming,
Laughing
Having a good time,
The blonde and
The brunette and
The ebony
Mostly of them
Illegal
I watch them while I think :
God, if only I could be their age,
To have one of them
Even
For
One
Night.
But I’m old
An old fuck
With nothing better to do
That write a poem about
Teenagers.
I’m begging for new flesh
Innocent hips
Lips like candy.
But my big lust
Is not up
To my reality.

Nosferatu’s Eyes

“You have Nosferatu’s Eyes”

He said to me.

In an underground club

experimenting with sex

chemicals and

witchcraft.

Some say sinners die young

Well

I’m living too much

time of what I want or

what I need.

He asked me for a kiss

I said

“No, sorry,

I’m not a queer”

We take different ways

Never see him again.