Monday screams

Monday screams virginity
out of the open window
I´ll be the privileged one
to write on her naked skin

I fill my lungs
with the unborn sun
while my thoughts
drool and dribble

As an old man
who blatantly whistles
to a set of legs
fresh out of the oven

They pass by just as time has
leaving a trail of smoke
the old man chokes
on his breath.

Monday screams virginity
out of the open window
while the others mumble
instead.