the story and the metastory
always, it’s about her
and about her knowing it’s about her
so much kindness in her voice, arrogance
only specious in intentional
vacating of previously occupied
territory ceded to the opposition
transactional analysis, used
to good effect upon mountains of
regret and underneath umbrellas of
translucent rainbows
young life scrounged
fourteen times by hotel maids
who once served hot dogs to
shy cabinetmakers and window-washers
lies, luscious lies –
with the occasional truth
thrown in for flavor
intersection of parabolic interests where
cold indifference serves as a
reliable guide
plain plastic platitudes sent
seventy-six ways into
walls of wanton
sensuality
I found this piece oozed sex appeal. Dramatic, distant, powerful. Love it 🙂
Thank you!
My pleasure x