poem of the day 07.17.10

slut

she’s a slut
they all agree
sitting on the rush hour bus
three of them
rich lazy tans
tank tops that only go
to the waist
no bras
hard teen nipples
poking through
denim shorts that ride
all the way up the thigh
showing pale crotch flesh
with not a pair
of underwear in sight
she has pictures
on facebook
on snapfish
on her blog
pictures of her
kissing, holding hands
i counted five different guys
the one with curly, sand-colored hair says
she says she hasn’t
but i know she has
she’s a liar
one says
a slut they all agree
i don’t know why we’re even
friends with her
another shouts
as they get off the bus
in the july heat
picking faded denim
out of their
tight ass cracks
walking up the street
whistling and waving
at the sweaty boys
on the basketball court.