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The Hotel Room

by Mickey 

Posted: 22 October 2007
Word Count: 59


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The hotel room beckons me enter
like a high-class painted harlot.
Her bed persuades me
by the pristine whiteness of its sheets
that I am the first.
But I know this virginal illusion
is a sham that hides the stains
of last night’s laundered lust.
That, tomorrow, I must vacate by ten
so the whole charade can start again






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V`yonne at 14:59 on 22 October 2007  Report this post
last night’s laundered lust.
What an utterly delicious line! :)

joanie at 19:55 on 22 October 2007  Report this post
Ooh, Mike - this was a surprise! I like the impression I get that I know that this is so much deeper than at first reading. My mind is racing as I read, in fact.

I wonder at the opening two lines; would it read better as
Like a high-class painted harlot
the hotel room beckons me enter.

Otherwise it might sound like the 'me' is the high-class painted harlot. It just made me falter a bit.

Very enjoyable; concise and thought-provoking.

joanie



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