infindelity

withered with down syndome perception this deception
keeps me lost under a spell ive accepted
wreckless, i keep running into the same women
im trying to neglect, digging into my pockets
strolling down down memory lane
she asks can i have some money?
what i am paying for sex?
involentarlity my heart beats
throbbing for her body heat
car keys fall
revovling doors, an a jingle devolves
hotel walls, condom wrappers,and exotic
dancers on call
imprint on my three finger crossed with my second
a forgotten promise
lies that tend to go unpublished
now were caught undercover under covers
no wonder monogamy is no longer a bubble......