how can you be such a monster?
he spent four weeks
away from his family
in a rented apartment
somewhere on
the outskirts
of town
he told them that
he needed this
he was a writer
needed to focus on his work
conducting his research
undistracted
his little girl would call
fromĀ time to time
asking daddy to holdĀ his
phone against his forehead
while she made a kissing sound
on the other line
very wholesome
except he lied about
holding the phone
against hisĀ forehead
āHow can you be
suchĀ a monster?ā
askedĀ the naked prostitute
sitting on the edge of his bed
āShut up,ā he said
tossed his phoneĀ on the desk
and unbuckled

Good job done!
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It’s crazy to me how a short poem can also be envisioned as a movie flashing before your eyes! You did a really good job of painting a vivid picture!
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Thank you (^_^)
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This excellent little poem is as cold as an ice cube.
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