garbled words stutter
through the thickly laden room
its garnished with the trappings
of merriment now long forgotten
of joys long since gone to dust

he rubs clean his eye
and attempt focus
but thrown off by imbalances in
the sound of the place
the echo leaves odd thoughts
and her singing whisper is off key
she smiles and runs a greasy hand up
rubber thigh in blatant invitation
that would send any lecherous man to seminary school

I wonder at times what it
would take to see a place like this the way it was
meant to be
then I remember that remembering is the key

he waits for the dawn in this dirt room
in this shell shock scream hole
with its own wildlife
and its nature tourists seeking a thrill
she is there too
wearing her best and holding hands
with a ten ton gorilla
who wants to be dainty like her
the mayor and the townsmen gather
in the corner and in harsh whispers vote to stay out
all night and not eat their veggies
aint it just like life
we all want the other items on the menu
not the plate of slop we get served

she undresses the days events
and with its naked issues
makes points for moving far away
to some quiet place where she can be queen
and get all the treats she already has
aint it just like life
give up everything to get what you got