"Red Light Special On Demand"
Her golden skin burned
Under the glowing, fluorescent red light
That claimed she was the special
I watched her writhe
I watched her dance
Awkwardly
I watched her eyes
Glazed-over
And
Uncompromising
Her hair tussled with each whip
And her hips swayed
Left, right, right, left
She tried hard to be enticing
But the vacant look in her eyes
And painted-on face
Made it difficult to arouse
Other than sneaking suspicions
I took in every inch of her over-developed body
I could tell she went to great lengths
At the presentation
All for naught
She was a student of the glitter factory
And make-up advertisements
Taken far too seriously
Time better spent
On the art of dancing
Instead of on enhancing
For it is in how the woman moves
That moves a man to spend
Such a timeless structured form of seduction
And she just cannot grasp it
I begin to feel sorry for this girl
Up on stage
In n...