Elbow Room

I sit here behind this counter
watching the filth pile in
one by one
Into the arcade they slip
Behind the curtain and into the booth
The red light goes on
And the fapping begins
But that's the norm here
I didn't mention the cruisers
They snap their fingers at their sides
To signal to one another that they're in the mood
For a little glory hole surprise
The dancers from next door walk in with their tric  
Before you know it one tric becomes a line of jons
Eager perverts with hard pricks in hand
And the room smells amazing
The fuck fumes are overwhelming  
I mean the shit will actually burn your eyes ,
 I know cuz I'm the lucky one charged with the task
of mopping up this maelstrom of dick juices ,shit , piss ,and blood that seems to endlessly leak from this degenerate no class clientele.
 Dildos and coat hangers everywhere
And it's not who you'd expect either.
In all fairness its everybody
These people , these cruisers ,and the cross dressers ,  the glory hole fanatic cranking out blowjobs
like he's trying to meet a quota.
It's not the devil on his knees lickin the cum
off of the tv screen someone else just jizzed on five minutes ago.
It's your old high school professor ,
 and ur pastor from church
bumping boners with each other.
or your aunt Susie
jerkin off twelve guys on her lunch break .
I'm telling you , there's  a reason why
"all employees must wash hands "
you wouldn't believe
What Jack had his hands in
before he made your fuckin dinner
but I would , I've seen Jack ,
 Elbow deep in a hookers ass .