Saints and Sinners

she woke me— I sprawled, numb, eyeing her ass sashay off to pee then I sort of felt crass, I mean, what was her name? that’s when bells tolled church herding its fold, well, they can have that fake shame, that organized ruse. me? I live as I please like last night with this sleaze, oh, head tender from booze … church Sunday? on my day of rest, what’s-her-name still undressed? then she shambled on back with her bottle of Jack, so we each downed a shot to soothe the right spot while steeple bells rang and the gullible sang. let them waste Sunday— . I won’t … okay? October 27, 2016 Saints and Sinners Contest Silent One