A Babe on the Subway

By Jack Green

she has the hottest legs
golden brown skin
a body that seems to have been truly molded by god himself
and she stands about 2 feet from where i sit
she is reading an instruction manual of some sort
and is wearing a short blue skirt and white high heel pumps.
her toes are perfectly proportioned so that every toe descends in perfection
and every now and then
she turns slightly to show me some more of what she has to offer some lucky shmuck.

i sit
trying to read my bukowski book
but i can not concentrate
(sorry charles)
meanwhile the subway gets more and more crowded
and so i lose sight of the only beautiful thing to look at down here.

she now stands behind a small mass of hanging bodies,
as suddenly, the seat next to me clears
and somehow,
as if out of a dream,
she appears from behind the wall of drawn fabric
and sits down by my side.

she sits next to me for a couple of stations
finally i get up the nerve to say something to her
i turn to her and say
“you got great legs.”
she gives me a strange look,
gets up
and walks away.

i never did know what to say to women.

Paul Perry
LPBA Staff

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