Jen Kunlire was on the Calgary SLAM team two years in a row, and since then has been busy developing her craft, touring, and teaching.

This downtown hotel lobby reminds me of cheap aftershave,
Disposable needles and dated mothballs, resting between ventilation ledge
And the King James Version of the Holy Bible.

A prayer for the cheap date,
Upgrading from backseat loving
Tugging
Belt buckle from behind-
Star gazing on tired streets
11th floor window sill
Traffic jam settles to sleep
On the same comforter slain with stains of ketchup 

            “It might be blood”, ponders Merry Maid,
Soothing the crease   while spraying lavender fabreeze –
2 sprits for good luck – one more dab for a good fuck

She blesses the bed for   restless heads who weep their minds to dream 
Sleepwalking their spirits
To lobby,                     Check-in back with body, 
Anointing tongue with a dry scotch
5 ounces of insight delivered in a shallow glass
Introspection came to pass when another drink was poured