Kevin Reid

Madam Oil

Burlesque made a mock of you
so you stepped down onto the street
an expanding service
with a rising price tag
and a bottom value that would win a banker

what was an innocent itch
is now a nurtured need
a swelling stench
that lures the tumid tycoon
with his protracting package
your provocative pride
your shameless dress
with its slick removal you hide its filth

Kevin Reid © 2009