Jonny Brackney

Rookie (September 26th,1988 / Louisville, Kentucky)

Prostitute - Poem by Jonny Brackney

she walks in
smiling.
curvaceous waves
of terror.
i stand there
like a coward,
breathing her perfume.
bleeding awkward
silence
she'll bandage
with her
lips.

the thought is relentless:
she doesn't
WANT
to be here.
a shame overwhelming...

my lust conquers the
beast.

paying for her
isn't disenchanting
in the least.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 12, 2012


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