the slender young fellow tended his worn out motel
like a new father ambivalent about a newborn
deformed child still shiny with birthday mucous
until the wild night’s rainstorm dropped
a delicious blonde with wads of purloined cash
eyes frozen with existential guilt
from dry unfriendly Phoenix onto
his splintered doorstep,
inside his boyish silky skin he was
hardly mild as he felt a first
stirring in the loins
momma would not approve of..
later after passions had risen and fallen
under a gaze of stuffed birds and their
silent guises,
(they’ll never utter a peep)
a persistent slicing of forbidden desire into the heart
of the red slick evening as a silvery blade
penetrated a warm shower in an uncurtained
cacophony of symphonic union
she, unclean aglow with soapsuds in this
her final time
slumped slow to the tiled floor, never muttered
or whined a chirp,
as the sprayed slurp raged strong
onto empty porcelain,
and carried the strange night forward….
and the keeper’s thirst was not quenchable,
no, her clenched bewigged thirst
was far from being quenched..
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