Saturday, October 2, 2010

Motel Room

Rank of cigarettes on her breathe
Sickly scents of shame guilt and sweat
Stale, dirty sheets barely fending off bitter frost
Each touch spiderwebs shivers of lust
Reflexively repulsing
Wadded cash on the nightstand
Encounter defined
Materially purchased affection
Another night on the job
The world's oldest and loneliest profession

9 comments:

  1. im suddenly thinking of that song 'meet you in the motel room' or something :p

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  3. wow. you're a really good poet. more please!!

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  4. Really good, you should make it into a song.

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