resplendent, on the parapet

nurses in the trees
a nurse, not a medical assistant
then a stewardess, not a flight attendant
then a secretary, not an executive assistant
ripe, they drop
and strip

vicodin tricycle
black box with a green rhythm

Milan Capistrano
breaking every bone in her booty
breaking every jones in her body

In the starlight
Of the carlots
Seven renditions of death
The hundred-handed channels
Milan milking her second cunt