you dress me in brown suede boots

& mini skirt

                say you’re bored    of your husband

of suburbia

hand me half a pill

promise me fun without misgiving 
i’m the serious one    you’re streetwise

                    we drive to the nearest club

where tonite they play retro

silk curves        sway

                        inside your blouse

your smile white as mercury 
we strut & flick in the grimy light

of the cubicle 
friends don’t sleep

                    but when you leave

night inhales

Givenchy        & trumpet lillies