JUNKIE LOVE
I see you pouting
posing as if bored
(so you remember)
tawdry, blemished
riding my rails of danger.
You spurned our tomorrow
yesterday
yet here you are
bad teeth pierced tongue black lips
entitled
at my midnight door.
Should I offer
doughnuts and bourbon
after I serve you?
no underwear
you’ll catch your death
it doesn’t hurt
to look
your skinny white
body
a nest of bones
I sleep in
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great finish!
terrific ending!