Those Women Man...Those Women...(in next compilation)

they're all lions
you can see it in their drunken hazy eyes
while shaking their non-existent tails
underneath their hip tight skirts
that come up
just
high
enough.

not even
in negative five degree weather
will they
give
me
a
break

i catch their glances
from the corner
staring into a half
full
glass
of
dark
beer

they roar
they pounce
they feast
on my heart
my mind
my soul
and whatever it is that i have left
(which isn't much)
but i've the will of a hundred men
until my sixth pint comes around
and i'm only just finishing number five.

one giggles and asks
"can i get you a drink?"
she's a
heartless
one

"sure"