Short Time Girl

Short time girl
do you ever remember
back to when you were
first in love?

When the fat drunken customers
fail and cry
and beg you
for so many things.
You can barely remember them all.
Things or customers

When you were twelve
you knew
that there would be only one
for you
and you the only one for him.
He has been and gone,
you one of many
and now him.

When the customers want to talk
it should cost
more than the sex.
The sex only wearies
the body,
the talk wearies the soul.

Short time girl,
What do they seek?
The orgasm
that makes them sad?
The company
that makes them more lonely?

Soon, the bus home
for Songkran.
The only long time
in a short time girl’s year.