Chandra Hohmann

At The Club - Poem by Chandra Hohmann

I’m out
I’m free
Of that cell called a room

The streets of Portland beckon

The music pulses
As pretty girls and shirtless boys crush together
Sweating, shaking
Under the flashing lights

Two boys dance
Arching together into the music
So beautiful

Freezing as the cigarette smoke fills my lungs
Admittance stamp fresh on my arm
Screaming what I am

Well-dressed older couples walk by

And I don’t care
I don’t care

I’m free

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 17, 2005

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