Pearl city Iowa
This is a repost from open I did a while ago, I'm still not happy with it, guess I'm just looking for a fresh perspective, grateful for any suggestions.
Slumped in the singles bar,
my favourite hyde of anonymity,
I surveyed the marble serenghetti,
the herd of hearts grazing before me.
Humming birds flitting from frying pan to fire,
bewildered wilderbeast, drowning in cocktailed waterholes,
and versace clad vultures, preening and posturing,
twenty two carat talons, perched high on chrome pedestals,
looking for prey.
one lone predator breaks,
wheels around the room, eyes bourbon bright,
injured from neglect, bleeding from lost love,
dying for affection.
In a flurry of gold cards and silk, the strike,
predator and prey gone,
half an hour later, a flapping of cell phones,
the rest, licentiously picking over the bones of machismo.
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