Ladies! Ladies! wait your turn. Ladies! Ladies! I know you want to burn.

We don’t have a churn. What must we do with all your fat?

Cast your money in the lot. Your photos. Your ghost.

You may leave. You may go. I want to see you without your clothes.

No red’s not in. Neither are your knots. You monkey bin.You ugly geese. I mean, pretty face.

You’re tall. You’re short. You’re fat. You’re tart. You’re yellow. You’re green.

I don’t mean to judge. I don’t want to cause a scene.

Line up in a single file. If I see your butt, If I see your smile, If I see your hips, I’ll see you now.

God bless, Shirah Chante, Relationship Artist

PS – Listen to Models poetry podcast to hear more about models.