Snaggle Tooth
Two sour-faced virgins
lap at the wet mud
beneath their feet
and curse the
snaggle-toothed gentry,
all covered in scabs
and boils
and liver spots,
fast asleep
under the bridge
wrapped in rags
on a starless night
consumed with gas
with spite
with sperm
during a pandemic
and brag about their purity.
©2020 Rob Azevedo All rights reserved.
Rob Azevedo, from Manchester, NH, is a writer and radio host with a new book out called “Notes From The Last Breath Farm: A Music Junkie Quest To Be Heard.”