let the good times roll...

06 Mar 2006

gummo
It’s been two hours, 
and still no client.
Things will probrably pick up 
at the end of the month
These heels are killing me.
A car pulls up to the curb.
I feel vulnerable in its headlights,
like a fawn 
staring at its impending death 
in automobile form.
I check my mascarra, 
and whipe away the smudges.
I’ll say that it rained.
He rolls down his window.
I try to ignore the shadow 
of where his wedding ring was taken off,
and rather focus on the green note in his hand.
Sweetly, I throw up my enquiry.
Quitely, I retch on my street corner,
as I convulse while choking on my own question:
“So, are you looking for a good time?”

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