The Position Of Beautiful Women In 2008

You women
Whose cunt is balm
Heroines of the permissive age
Legends of others' lifetimes
You open your legs
And wait
Watching the clamour
In Hell
To reach you

You survey it

Beret

A beret on the hatstand
A battered Sartre on the table
A nude girl
Soft there and strong everywhere else.

And wisdom here,
Tragedy,
Heart,
Perfection.
Seen and felt by no-one but us
It is fragile.

In this bohemian room
In this bohemian quarter
Of a New York that feels French
A bohemian window.

She looks out of the window
Nude but for the beret
I sit on the bed and scratch my beard.

This is not my life.