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
Labels:
life,
loneliness,
misunderstood,
poetry,
whore
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