after hours

she’s the daughter of the bar’s owner
I know she doesn’t care for me
she doesn’t have to
she’s got money
she goes to sleep in a five-story house
in a quiet neighbourhood
the only reasons we find ourselves here
are booze and geography
her friends all trying to bring her home
so that they can fuck her
or give her so much coke
that she’ll fuck them all
she looks to me and so do they
what am I doing here?
I look to her for an answer
they’re her friends, after all
she looks at them and says,
“I pay him to eat my pussy,”
they all look at me
I say, “You heard the lady,”
they don’t ask about me anymore
she goes home with them, eventually
and I go home, thankfully, alone
some situations are not worth the trouble
no matter what the pussy tastes like

Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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