Audra
Doorstep goddess hawked subscriptions in tears
Invited inside for a smoke and phone line
Home entertainment for the next two years
Twenty-four issues only twelve ninety-nine
Last house of the day, boyfriend waiting for bail
Bared her shoulders, tattooed wings of desire
Three cans of Coors had you fingering braille
Her thumb weighs heavy but those hands do inspire
Audra always knew when the rent came due
A shrug and welling eyes would be the end of you
Laying of hands, Audra understands
It’s her world we’re living in, just the privileged few
Gift wrapped and delivered, destiny beckoned
Low-maintenance lovin’ on a high-mileage soul
A mark born every minute, sucker every second
Eyes filled with coins, the ferryman’s toll
Adjective then noun, sigh, emote, inhale
Another city down for another bullshit tale
Audra always knew when the rent came due
A shrug and welling eyes would be the end of you
Laying of hands, Audra understands
It’s her world we’re living in, just the privileged few