IN THE CLUB
by itchingmyknee
stale smoke hangs
like a beaded curtain
in a sex shop doorway
all Black Peter's children
misbehave
blaspheming like fallen Catholics
poisoning their pretty bellies
with glittering tipples
and slippery nipples
beneath the baleful eye of the disco ball.
stale smoke hangs
like a beaded curtain
in a sex shop doorway
all Black Peter's children
misbehave
blaspheming like fallen Catholics
poisoning their pretty bellies
with glittering tipples
and slippery nipples
beneath the baleful eye of the disco ball.