The Gentlemen's Club

 
The Gentlemen’s Club…
a place where gentlemen are loved,
revered,
and always met with harmonious cheers;
where the treatment is nothing short of presidential,
for a man just wanting to feel equal.
Love is given for a cost,
yet the word is never spoken;
spending quality time,
with tormented minds,
who are convenient replacements for the permanent.  
Dazzling starlets mesmerize the crowd whose eyes are drunken;
for pure hearts are rare within the mob,
while pleasure works for function.
Potential wives living outside the picket fence,
not knowing how to thrive inside the pearly gates,
and be the prize of upward bound;
yet they’re still dreaming of the brighter days,
of fitted gowns,
and tossed bouquets.


The price for love seems fair for those,
who pay the toll of temporary affection;
needing a steady flow of uplifting words,
to fuel their spirits,
and calm their nerves.
Enjoying the pleasant times,
with no end in sight,
and never heeding to restrictions;
employing entertainment to numb their pain,
and loving the taste of its sweet addiction.
But it’s merely fast food,
used to manage intoxicated starvation;
a very deceptive dedication,
whose purpose is merely mental recreation.
And as the good times come to a close,
and last call ends the epic night;
all the traveling minds,
and beaten hearts,
still searching for the missing parts,
know that until they finally ease their sorrows,
the Gentlemen’s Club will be open tomorrow.