The neon hotel sign
lights up her face
where she waits,
encased in a short coat
that shows off her thighs.
She leans forward
from the bricks,
pastes on a smile.
Dating? she offers.
and parts her coat, revealing
a dress tight as paint.
No, just catching the bus.
you sure, baby? yeah.
Ok, hon, have a nice time.
I'll be here later,
If you change your mind.
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