She lies down
barely conscious barely visible
a tear in her eye
a footprint of her heart
is drifting down her cheek
floating down her throat
deeper and deeper until nothing is left
until the world takes hold
and spits you back out
shes resting for her next
shes waiting for her lover
to greet her with a smile
and a knock at the door
a random two toned knock
with two light taps of his index finger
looking back
do i have it all
what were her goals
is she an actress
is she a model
or a broken hearted waitress
which one do you prefer
madam
on your back or in the street?
how do you like it madam?
and she's waiting for her lover
to call on the phone
and you know its him right before it rings
before you pick it up
as you feel a pause
an instant before the tone
the earth slows down and you move double time
yet your body stays behind
a two second pause
says your hand to your skull
its almost over
she thinks to herself
as she unties her dress
its almost finished
as it falls to her hips
and a tug
and a shake
i am done
as it falls to her ankles
the most awkward part
which leg first?
which one and how high?
and shes waiting for her lover
to push her over and save the motion for a kiss.