Exotic dancer

Glitter descending on her crestfallen eyes and flushed cheeks
Her hair flying wild from an artificial wind
Peeping behind the heavy velvet curtain
Glancing at the regular crowd shambling through the doors
The lights flickered on
The orange hued room is now overflowed
An embellished ego is worn on her fishnetted thighs
Red shoes are now strutting the stage
A feather boa is strangling her thoughts about quitting
(But she knows the money is good)
Swinging her leg around the pole dancing like a wild animal who can't be tamed
Evincing her angst through the art of dance
This is the life of an exotic dancer in distress

Reviews

[Cobblestone Traveler]

Your imagery is fascinating. You captured so much detail in such a short moment. An excellent piece.