The boring morning of an adult store clerk

Early in the morning -
no one's up
except chirping birds
and a vulgar snake.

The decadent summer heat rises,
dense sweat drops rest,
coffee brews in the kitchen,
naked I sit back on the couch,
open legs like a used book.

I've got sleepy women on both sides
and a sick one looking up
where extremities meet .

My perverse arms embrace
the curvaceous hips of an acoustic guitar
as it rests on my empty stomach,
vibrating as I scratch
her strings and hum
a new melody.

Yet, I remain bored
by it all, and shortlyI'll get dressed
to labor at the adult store.

An repeat it again tomorrow.

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