“Paper Cookie Cups”

Caught with the hand in the till with chips

down and out spread eagle on the tilted table.

Sweet delight licked from the lips as laughter

fills the smoke-filled room of your imagination.

Red liquor drunk from paper cookie cups spilled

on satin stain the ceiling with orange-cream smoke.

Luscious ladies in lingerie deliver the jaded June

dues in ebony envelops torn at crusty corners.

Opened with a wish the paper cookie cups

reveal the raspberry-flavored writing on the wall.

 

-bb