THE MUSE SPIED A CRACK | by Kayode Faniyi

Your earrings like wrecking balls
they dangle from your ears
Your top, ah, rather transparent
don’t I spy a strap – pink?
I told you, and now I tire
no butt crack shows for me!
The muse jumps up and hails aye
ye daughter of Jezebel.

THE MUSE SPIED A CRACK AND SANG IN JOY | by Ayo Sogunro
“…the nubile curve ran up to meet the beads skirting above her jeans”

The Muse jumped, missed a step
Slipped the butt, down the crack
And lies below in silent awe:
“A ‘pox on your mores reforms
Here’s to glorious female forms,
When a pretty waist steps in view
Rev up your praise and join the queue!”