The Professionals by Alan Catlin

Nights they work
the hotel’s front desk,
professionally dressed,
cool and austere,
a young man and woman
ignoring in-house
x-rated features on
closed circuit TV, sound
not quite OFF, same
loop tapes night after
night, strange varieties/
possibilities of sex;
hours after lounge
bars have closed,
the hookers turned in
with their last tricks,
are the longest hours,
working as best they can,
that terrible gray time
love to love you baby
sound track clearly audible,
increasing in intensity,
ushering in the last hour
before dawn, the hour
of the goat.

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Alan Catlin is a widely published poet in the US of A and elsewhere. His most recent book is “Books of the Dead: a memoir with poetry” about the deaths of his parents. He is a retired professional barman and the editor of the online poetry zine


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