Last Call

Skin to skin
slithering around the floor
like snakes
tangled and twisting
biceps and thighs
pulsing
 pressing
promising
more than this neon night can offer

So we stumble
out of Badlands
into the Midnight Sun

a bit beyond
bloom
our edges 
have grown
coarse
and
moulded

this truth
is one
better 
washed down
with
PrEP
and
Clicquot

So have
one more stiff one
try your luck
at the sidewalk sale

 before
last call
at the Glass Coffin

OctPoWriMo 2018  Day 22