In a Brothel

Madam Um told me to wait In a dark corner, I smoked a cig and played with butt-end And then flung it straight To a lean man's face scowled At living a life of super-pimp. I wanted a girl around 20 Fair, sharp,smart, precocious Bod well chiseled distinct In evening darkness, smoke and smell I was thirsty like an ass I was ashamed at my angst. But it was a bad luck I could not choose a right one I was new and unfledged In the misty evening yellow I touched a cold marble That was my mistake.