Barking dog blight.
HJM, the old fan-motor, flutters the air and
ruffles the peacock feathers by her bed.
Crumpled bedcover foretells the next Dick.
Hermanos Julián, her next dick
Stumbles through the door,
“Pardon my intrusion.”
he guffaws, upon
on her thigh.
Regretting what she ate an hour ago,
she plies her filth as she always does,
With steely stealth,
her fingers reach for the spot,
that coins the sixpence
and gets her home in time for Eastenders.