inspired by The Last Night of Your Trip

on the train ride home 
your smile flashed between buildings, 
lights flickered and i couldn’t tell 
if it was the spark in your eye 
or the streetlights beaming 
onto the dark streets. 

i saw your smile and your hand
reaching for mine, 
those bedroom eyes 
that whispered “bring me 
to your hotel.” 

we weren’t made for cheap 
sex, we were ...

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You discover them

one by one

climbing up the walls

searching for something to satisfy their hunger

They gather there

smelling the sweetness calling them

they see their chance

a long journey has taken place

Will they reach their target

or will they be wiped out

only to start over again

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