Private Show
Let's workshop this bitch!
Private Show
Minutes ticking down, you have to let
the stripper know, work in somehow,
that her co-workers would provide
at least a tugjob, ball kisses included,
for a private-show tip as big as this.
And yet you do not want her to think
any less of them, let alone report them.
So you sit back on this Christmas day
watching her with the face of a child
pissed off about his presents this year
but not wanting to appear ungrateful.
*This poem is unpublished
Photo: Blue Moon, by Rick Kuperberg Sr. (This was my local strip joint growing up.)