A Blur
There are still photographs
of hips – spread-eagled – on
stairs – look for sex-working
games – Easy to believe she
is still playing her role [with
men & women paying] – Her
allures set untrue – airbrush
& re-lighting fools ‘em all – A
satisfaction [by cash desires
for every party] – Her cue – it
being given [& a narcissist’ll
feed off a narcissist – true] &
I will never tell [not yet] who
bends forward – to reveal all