She sprays cheap perfume
In his living room.
Then smokes a cigarette
At his open window.
She must go
(As others have before).
He will feel regret
And say “no more”.
But grubby deals
With girls in heels
Will draw,
As before.
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Thank you for sharing my poem, Michael. Kevin
Always with a great pleasure, Kevin. 🙂
😉 Another part of Life lessons. I hope these are not your own experiences, Kevin. 😉 xx Michael
That is the problem when poets and/or authors write about a subject, readers invariably speculate about whether the piece in question is fiction or reality. To my knowledge Agatha Christie never committed a murder (or any crime) in her life, yet she entertained her readers with tales of dastardly killings. In contrast other writers have included aspects of their lives in art, warts and all! All the best and many thanks for your comment, Michael. I always appreciate you taking the time to read, comment and share. Kevin
Lol – So true, Kevin! Sorry! 😉 xx Michael
So that would explain why my own blog has often been descrfibed as a warty growth on the face of the internet…
There is no need to apologise, Michael. Your comment was an interesting one. Its always good to hear my readers thoughts. All the very best. Kevin
A rather sad one, today, Kevin.
I guess you are Right, Vivienne. All the best to you. Kevin