D O U B L E – B E D

For the briefest moment, she wondered why he wouldn’t look at her
His countenance resembled a puppy that had disobeyed its master
How had she given herself away to someone who would not look at her?


It was only a brief moment
Until memories of Hollywood
Arrived
The insidious actor stroking her
Wherein the studio
Hands-on felt good

It was her couch
Her need of employ
She got the job
Constructed employees
Womb-Runners

They all sat on her
Upholding her story
Stroking her

After twenty years she earned
A dahlia purple arch
Upon her cushioned back
Following a duchess brisé
Heart attack

The beautiful swan chaise
Has clawed the running grain
To faint into her golden finish