School breaks open at 2.
Young girls lounge on the subway
Crossing the East River in the afternoon light.
Seemingly ready for action.
But it’s all a bluff.
Teenage girls aren’t scared of the ancient slums
Eternally burning east of First Avenue
Their youth is eternal
Decadent
Daring
Dangerous
The pimps of Times Square can’t touch them
These sirens go to good schools
They offer horror, fantasy, and the promise of lust
Bored to death of the touch of their fathers’ friends
Lolitas on the subway
Taunting old men’s desires
A finger pulls apart the school uniform
Fourteen and ripe with power
Ingenue eyes asking, “You want to watch?”
And what man can refuses Lolitas’ lost lips
Laughing at all men.
<|Their peals of teenage lust echoing of tiled walls
Going home
Thumpbam
Thump bam
Thump thump bam bam
The lolitas degang to ones
Lock the doors
Thumpbam
Thump bam
No more a lolitas just a girl in pajamas which she was lolita
Thumpbam
Thump bam