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Echoes of a Stranger
Echoes in my ears
Shadows in my memory
“…distracted by your beauty…”
A faint smile in my reflection
A 40 something man in a ute
Black as his intentions
Sleek as his approach
“…it’s all about the woman…”
A hand through my hair
A whisper in my ear
“…a peek under your skirt?..”
A young drama student
Played her character well
“…you’re a good girl…”
Innocent angel spreads her wings
Seems she’d forgotten how to fly
“…you’re sure I can’t tempt you?..”
“…maybe just to Garden City…”
Nice enough, he opened my door
My boots step towards oblivion
“…be pampered all day…”
Small talk and a 5 o’clock shadow
Stripy stockings and a garter belt
“…a bit shy are you?..”
Maybe the boots made him think I was a cheating whore
Maybe I’m just not the actor I thought I was
“…take you away where no one will know…”
A silent wish to get lucky
A silent prayer for safety
“…luckiest man in the world…”
I took his business card
My act had fallen through
“…call me…”
I ached all over
My fall from grace had been higher than expected
I was finally free in the arms of love-bred silence…
Shadows in my memory
“…distracted by your beauty…”
A faint smile in my reflection
A 40 something man in a ute
Black as his intentions
Sleek as his approach
“…it’s all about the woman…”
A hand through my hair
A whisper in my ear
“…a peek under your skirt?..”
A young drama student
Played her character well
“…you’re a good girl…”
Innocent angel spreads her wings
Seems she’d forgotten how to fly
“…you’re sure I can’t tempt you?..”
“…maybe just to Garden City…”
Nice enough, he opened my door
My boots step towards oblivion
“…be pampered all day…”
Small talk and a 5 o’clock shadow
Stripy stockings and a garter belt
“…a bit shy are you?..”
Maybe the boots made him think I was a cheating whore
Maybe I’m just not the actor I thought I was
“…take you away where no one will know…”
A silent wish to get lucky
A silent prayer for safety
“…luckiest man in the world…”
I took his business card
My act had fallen through
“…call me…”
I ached all over
My fall from grace had been higher than expected
I was finally free in the arms of love-bred silence…
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