Pale enough to play dead
and pink chuckles
she plays away in his nicotine trail
Irked when his hand blew her gill
mending tact, she was not fond of
among others and others.
Sunny contortions and embraces
he’ll take the money
and she won’t pay mind
and she won’t pay mind,
neither.
Now.
Pale enough to play dead
and pink chuckles
she plays away.