Open 24 hours NIGHT DAY
Never a start or a stop
Pretty girls to show you to your suite
Smiling & awake & happy & not afraid or alone
Nearly half way out the door
Do you ever forget where you were going?
There is no one to tell you
So, you can not be wrong
But you feel wrong, anyway
That is loving
When you were supposed to stop loving
That is how it works
START STOP
LOVE LOSE LOVE
If he touched me
What would I think?
THAT CROOK
It could be fulfillment or death
He circles 'round again,
This time on two wheels
'Stead of two feet
Can he see this set of eyes?
What does he want?
One of the few things I have?
If I convinced him there was feeling here
Would he be gentle?
And then do I thank him for his business?
Tell him to come back soon?
With CROOK money & HUMAN genitals!
HOW IT WORKS:
LITTLE girls' spines retract
Into their LITTLE bodies
Into their LITTLE throats
Forever
Turtle in its shell
Phyllis Schlafly fear
But a crook is a crook
Crook hands Crook feet
One crook never likes another crook
Look sweet
Cement jaw
Sew together thighs
Count breasts
Fear & loss of love & caffeine
No trust & no love end up alone
That is just how it works
After a cup of coffee or so
They are hoping you will end up on the table
DANCING!
So nervous, you spill the sugar
It does not get past the regulars
Who insist on personal wake up calls
From your face
Come morning
And if they knew how alone you felt
They wouldn't have asked
Pretty and Smiling
Could not help but ask
Yes, a crook is a crook
(Maybe he thinks you to be off symmetry,
CROOKED)
Stay up all night & day
Thinking of all those men
& objects
& fear
& loss of love
& caffeine
Though, that is just how it works
Must work
Have to make it work
Commitment
Just commit
Must commit
BUT fear & loss of love & caffeine
Demand passing mountains
NOT your anatomy
NOT theirs or his
NO feeling NO need to stay awake
Or safe from all of this