They ran barefoot through the yucca,
prickly pear, goat head stickers, and
mesquite like a monster was after them
Sniper told her he loved her, his heart
was destroyed, limping away, she shot
him the finger, he wondered if it was
His intelligence quotient or hers, she
was pissed, earlier they’d been shopping
for new panties for her and an umbrella
A six year old boy was with his attractive
mother, they walked by a well endowed
mannequin in an aquatic avocado bikini
He jerked the bottom of the suit to the
floor, Sniper cracked up laughing and
blurted out, “Way to go, little man.”
He grabbed the half-dressed dummy and
sprinted from the store, a fat security
guard gave chase, Valentina and Sniper
Lost their sandals, he circled back for
their El Camino, the cops were waiting
with steel bracelets, he hoped it would
Be for a short visit and his lady would
have pity and go his bail, and let him
pay for and keep his newest amiga.
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Catfish confesses: "I was inspired to write the poem from a boy stripping the bikini bottom off a lady mannequin. The southwest slant is from my New Mexican heritage. I drew the image and I was ready for a NYC street reading with Jimmy (“the ghost of Hendrix”) Spencer near Times Square."
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