Looking For Love? Poem by Spanner Thegob

'Looking for love'She said,
in a cigarette stained tone
'Some company,
No need to be unfriendly, alone? '
He looks up, A lived in face
With eyes dead and a practiced smile
these words are rehearsed,
Spoken In faux come to bed style.
Nostrils assaulted
by meretricious scent
Of bawdy houses
Where he often went
While at a loss
for a friendly voice,
When, sold by the hour
Companionship, becomes a rental choice