December 10, 2018

 

My Alibi

 
 
 

My Alibi

There should be outs
my alibi
lovers in arms
fantasy hotels

imagine my luck
spent turpentine hours
so I could live over ground
wet fingers to orgasm

promises in bed
the back stairwell
there should be outs
the umbrella of
street traffic

half a world away
from the rest of the sweat
ducking into alleys
where chickens roam free
as men.














Image by Matt Hobbs at publicdomainarchive.com

Article © Ryan Quinn Flanagan. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-07-16
Image(s) are public domain.


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