Hotel room
one bed, one sink, one bureau, one broken mirror, one naked light bulb,
and a Gideon Bible.
She washes her crotch.
He puts on his coat, walks directly out  the door, slams it and
Inside she dries herself
and puts the bills between her breasts.

Richard Fein

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