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One Night Stand

He promises love instead of loving truly. 
She vows devotion with wandering eyes. 
Last ones standing, barely, at 3 a.m.. 
The bartender closes his register and counts receipts. 
The eyes say yes, no need for further pitching. 
It's the evening climax, 
and the thundering coda of this day awaits. 
On a squeaky bed, moans become divine ecstasy 
Oh god! Oh god! 
through a first, second, perhaps a third coming. 
A fair barter, 
two con artists earning their desires: 
for him, coupling like a mayfly till morning, 
for her, someone's  back to run a finger across, 
for both, a warm place to sober up, 
and a merciful fading of names at dawn's light.