Panties
pink strings of elastic stretch
before me as I pull them
out of my panties
are they there, are they plastic;
I wonder as my waist line loosens
I remember I am wearing underwear
that has nothing to do with
how easy they are to pull off
or how easy it is for someone to think
that they can reach in
when it is impossible
but yet I forget
maybe I want to and maybe not yet
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