Non-Erotic PoetryTequila SunriseShe dreamt that one day she would find
some macho lips she'd love to kiss
and sleep with after love was kind.
María's metamorphosis
was turtle dove that spread its wings
to dodo bird whose dated eyes
now spot remaining nightstand rings
from bottle empty motel lies,
a cockroach running from the bed,
and what remains as spot that dried
a darker red than neon bleeding
$19.95 per night
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