Ladies' Bar: Hotel Europe

Johan Van Wyk

In the ladies' bar of the Hotel Europe
A red light flickers in my glass of beer,
I'm drained of my humanity.
The prostitutes paw the men like sores.
here I'm so lonely
and so unhappy
that to pass out
becomes the meaning of life.
The people I love the most
I get out of my system:
smoke escaping my nostrils

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Artwork by Deena Warner



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