Purging The System

He pursued me for two years

offering rides and subsconscious bribes

no money was ever exchanged

just pleasantries...how strange

He could be my realtor

a one way ticket outside this door

to a new place

anything's better than the one before

So I gave in, 

because romance is dead

all that is left are words

smouldering pleasantries in bed

Like a gun going off 

inside of this head 

realizations are warning shots

should have stayed home instead

Up twenty-one steps of cobblestone

crumbling infrastructure

probably dodged a bullet here,

on this face, a cynical sneer

But I showered for this?

eliminated for this?

shouldn't this kiss

be the harbinger of bliss?

The clothes are at my feet

an unmade bed with a solitary sheet

that apparently had seen better days,

like the pseudo love about to be played

Two bodies collide,

the universe smiles

only these eyes are drawn

to water stained, ceiling tiles 

In an over priced, tawdry tomb

with thoughts outracing 

the stagnant gloom, 

in the corners of this forgettable room...

mathiasthom

written 2/13/20

Reviews

[Wild Rose]

Mm quite steamy but not too hot