white ponyWe swipe inspired feet across the gritty dance floorwhite pony by HectateNemesis
Into a room to find that 'something more'.
I sit on the mattress, anxiously waiting
On a battered table, you line up the white pony.
Oh God, I always forget I'm such a lush.
That one lightbulb above us shines
Time declines ...
Thank you for the lines
And the heated spoon,
I hope to see you naked soon ...
In a sense-deprived reverie, we collapse onto the mattress
In careful defeat.
I don't like to look in your eyes
because I know you cannot see.
And hands spring up from the dirty sheets,
Shrunken of feeling.
And I tell myself I'll never come back.