Visible Panty Lines

Hello there crumpled panties, stripes of sexiness tossed aside. I see you here, discarded from the night before, and I wonder:

How did you find your way to a sidewalk downtown? 17th, just of K Street.

Was the night that good? That fun? That fast? And why are you still here, well past the dawn’s early light?

Are you now unloved, discarded like a Blackberry sled? Or are you just jealous of the love others had, without you?

Might a Hilton, a Simpson, or a Spears be looking for you now? A woman, commando.

Will you stay here long, situational sculpture on concrete? Who will disturb your rest? I sure will not.

A woman’s panties, striped or not, are not in my street scene.

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3 Comments so far

  1. optix (unregistered) April 17th, 2007 11:40 am

    what about lines with visible panties?

    http://www.ljplus.ru/img3/p/i/piece_of_chalk/________8.jpg

  2. Wayan (unregistered) April 17th, 2007 3:24 pm

    They would be HOT! And even safe for work…

  3. sa-ra (unregistered) April 18th, 2007 12:18 am

    that’s uncool.


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