Five bucks for five minutes of fun
Fast and slick
Shiny and unchaste
Sleepless nights
Drowning in her pool of self-inflicted vacuity
A once undervalued little girl
Trappings of generational ruin
Carrying clandestine vacancy in her adult heart
Flickering illumination
Shadowed by ornamentation
If only she knew
She is worth more
She is not
Five bucks
For five minutes of fun
~Alisa Hutton
This is a soild work.
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A well strong put up of words with perfect title
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A sad truth. Well done.
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It is. Thanks, Keith.
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