One of the hottest

(I find these lines by Charles Bukowski ... there is wisdom in despair)

she wore a platinum blond wig
and her face was rouged and powdered
and she put the lipstick on
making a huge painted mouth
and her neck was wrinkled
but she still had the ass of a young girl
and the legs were good.

she wore blue panties and I got them off
raised her dress, and with the tv flickering
I took her standing up.

as we struggled around the room
(I’m fucking the grave, I thought, I’m
bringing the dead back to life, marvelous
so marvelous
like eating cold olives at 3 a.m.
with half the town on fire)
I came.

you boys can keep your virgins
give me hot old women in high heels
with asses that forgot to get old.

of course, you leave afterwards
or get very drunk
which is the same
thing.

we drank wine for hours and watched tv
and when we went to bed
to sleep it off
she left her teeth in all
night long.