The Primrose Path

The odious scent wafts

From the bedroom floor

something mixed between an undistinguished bodily fluid 

And a brutal liquor

The bed-springs sigh as weight is shifted

From left to right

Bare flesh spreads across the ground

A blanket of pinks and tans

glass litters the floor

a product of some abandoned argument

A high-heel lays forgotten

An unlit cigarette hangs from the lips of a tattooed face

No one budges

And for a moment

The dilapidated scene

resembles the work of a demented artist

Author's Note

"The primrose path" refers to a life of ease and pleasure, or to a course of action that seems easy and appropriate but can actually end in calamity.

Reviews

[Androglossia]

Life is a blank canvas and we are our own artists. We will always carry our brush of destiny in our own hands. Great concept. I enjoyed it.

[DezChampion]

Great use of language, thoroughly accentuates the imagery you are trying to depict. Good stuff.

[Kainan Corrales]

Excellent imagery and descriptions. Loved it.

[Jared Michael Smith]

OMGosh, I LOVED your imagery! I could see the scene playing out in my head with perfect clarity! Very impressive indeed. :)

[Diella Notsu Eret]

Thank you very much :)

[Jared Michael Smith]

You're quite welcome. :D

[Jared Michael Smith]

You're quite welcome. :D

[Jared Michael Smith]

You're quite welcome. :D