THE LAST SUPPER
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The young girl waited in the fog;
They'd stopped to get chili dog,
As he checked into a cheap motel--
That part of heaven close to hell.
'Twas Friday night and getting late…
No better time to fornicate.
Her hair was chocolate; lips were red.
She sat cross-legged on the bed.
He'd vowed he loved her, on one knee,
(An ominous redundancy.)
He climbed in bed; she left the room
To freshen up…She'd be back soon.
"Unbelievable," he whispered low,
"That they believe I love them so."
But, she'd turned back, she knew not why.
Now she reflected on his lie.
She thought about his gentle curse
As she took scissors from her purse.
When someone lies with no misgiving,
It sucks the essence from the living.
She stared at him with glassy gaze
As she cleansed him of his evil ways.
Completely decent…now, so meek.
The third time that she'd "cleansed" this week.
From the Poems Without a Net Series
Key words came from:
Chili Dog - Vicki
Chocolate - Sharla
Completely Decent -Cindy
Friday - Kim
Heaven - Tracy
Lips - Diana
Ominous - Joe O.
Redundancy -Rick
Sucks - Teresa
Unbelievable - Ramone
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Milo McCormack
