sitting in a barber's chair
in the midst of hot air and cold beer
the only fade that interests us
is that which she possesses
now glistening with sweat
as she bucks like a bronco
within a ring of dudes
who will call her every delicacy
on the planet
but won't call her 'miss'
dollars cut blunt smoke the best
and tonight's shape-up
can be yours in the back
behind the arcade cabinet.
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