The Tides Motel Palm Beach Blvd
My bus finally pulled in late
you were there as promised
although I tried not to notice
the blonde bimbo adjusting
her skirt a cross between
pat benatar and Melanie griffith
puffing on a stale Marlboro
cigarette while painting lipstick
on her collagen strickened pink
lips just like you to be charmed
to give her a light lucky strip
matchbook it didn't bother me
surprisingly enough I had no
reaction I must admit Reno Nevada
conditioned me to a soft spoken kind
of acceptance to your philandering
anticipated antics gambling again
on goods of service however
I was quite flattered you still
tried to conceal infidelity funny
it was rather attractive why you
absolutely appeared boyishly shy
caught in the cookie jar again
fishing for snacks besides our
relationships had already exceeded
the life span of any failed marriage
why we continued charades was even
more morbidly interesting to say
the least after all we were both
married to other people an yet
faithful to our personal ongoing
trisks enterages rondevues
at anyrate the stars were very
bright tonight 3:40 am the tides
were unseemingly calm wouldn't
you say what's the room number
did you lose the key again dam
I've broken another heel
just put the bags here dear
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