Hook Up

Hook Up

The feeling snaked through my
Blood first slow and cautious
As on the hunt, then swift as
For the kill it struck and I was
Flooded, drowning in the lust
Caused by a wink across smoke
And peanut shells, the air thick
With alcohol and pheromones,
And 80’s music.
I excuse myself and sway on
Hazy legs through slurring red
Eyed people finally standing as
If to take a piss, only to smile
As I hear the door open behind me.