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Wednesday, June 25, 2008

WHORE!




She
used sex
to tell
the world
how fuckin
hungry
she was. A ravenous
girl, turned woman, turned junkie
turned mother,
turned out…

She used
her tits to
nurture the masses
feeding men who never
once
fed her back…

Sustenance
to her was
like some foreign
food, never tasted
lacking its
proper nutrients
lacking its
lactating mama
lacking its daddy's
love
'cause
love
left,
packing
its vagabond shoes...

Too many mouths
left unfed
too many cries
and bellies
left empty
so...

She fucked
out of hunger
for affection
so she fucked
from an absence of
tenderness

So she fucked
from a need
to feed every crack,
every crevice
every cranny,
every gash
left open
in her soul.

So she fucked
and they called her:

"A whore"

"A ho"

A “punta


as if *they*
were somehow

Better

because the neon
of their hunger
didn’t show
so much.




One.

By L.M. Ross

3 comments:

jade said...

just stumbled across your blogs, and wanted to say that i enjoyed reading your poems...

Grammar Girl said...

Achingly and disturbingly beautiful poem.

Truly gifted.

Mizrepresent said...

You are incredible!