Jonny Brackney

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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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