Denis Kucharski

Rookie - 80 Points (November 17,1976 / Medina, Ohio)

Are You A Prostitute? - Poem by Denis Kucharski

Are you a prostitute?
Who pays your bills?
Is it a green eyed beast
With shareholder tentacles?
That unseen mower
Of human souls?

I look to the Left-and see homelessness
I look to the Right-and see the devil in a suit
I look to the Center-and find nothing
I look above-and feel the stoney silence

Where do I turn
In this strange abyss?
Which direction have things gone?
And why can't I find my bearing?

As a child
I thought my parents knew the answers
The moment I realized they didn't
My world shattered
The angst settled in
And never left home.

It's a cold day here in Kansas
When there's no balloon
To take you back to Oz.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 21, 2009



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