Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Mistress

Parked cars in dimly lit alleyways
Show her the dark side of growing up
Long drags on heavy cigarettes
Help her exhale all morality
Absentee girlfriends; so little they know
She fills the role of the things
He doesn’t get from the girl who wears his chain
She knows she means nothing to him
If only she cared
For the first time in a long time
Someone wants her
Even if he only wants her
Pushed up against the side of a car
Hair tangled through the pull of his hands
He bites down hard,
The taste of metal bleeds into the mix
Of smoke, cheap beer, and lust
Eager hands reach for acceptance
But only find skin deep satisfaction
Emptiness forgotten for the time being
Fulfillment found in all the wrong places
Lonely car rides home
Release the reality of solitude
Tears blur city street lights
To visions of color through kaleidoscope eyes
But she’ll never learn
His shallow touch is her only salvation

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