i had written this while i ws still working. i just found it and rewrote it some. it feels honest
Vivian Ward Lied to Me
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She smacks as she chews her gum
as if to cover the music
of the grunts and moans and screams
leaking out between unwashed hotel sheets
and bouncing off backseats of shinny silver cars.
Flakes of precious powder have fallen
on the clean carpet like dandruff
on the shoulders
of the designer suit of the man
who has just bolted the door.
Shined shoes are scattered
and his patent leather belt drapes like a snake
over the faded red armchair.
His white cotton running socks
flop on the floor and he lunges.
Fake fingernails clutch onto flat pillows and
Fake eyelashes squint, scratching powdered cheeks while
his gold wedding ring grabs bleached hair and while
pale pink lip gloss opens wide around what smells like
sweat and piss and cum.
As he pulls his socks back on
she watches his thick yellow toenails and cracked heels
match up with the brown sweat stains on the socks.
In Hollywood, she thinks,
Judy Garland’s footprint might match hers.
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She smacks as she chews her gum
as if to cover the music
of the grunts and moans and screams
leaking out between unwashed hotel sheets
and bouncing off backseats of shinny silver cars.
Flakes of precious powder have fallen
on the clean carpet like dandruff
on the shoulders
of the designer suit of the man
who has just bolted the door.
Shined shoes are scattered
and his patent leather belt drapes like a snake
over the faded red armchair.
His white cotton running socks
flop on the floor and he lunges.
Fake fingernails clutch onto flat pillows and
Fake eyelashes squint, scratching powdered cheeks while
his gold wedding ring grabs bleached hair and while
pale pink lip gloss opens wide around what smells like
sweat and piss and cum.
As he pulls his socks back on
she watches his thick yellow toenails and cracked heels
match up with the brown sweat stains on the socks.
In Hollywood, she thinks,
Judy Garland’s footprint might match hers.