Sexwork Poem by Ragy Sandid

When I am busy
It is none of your business
What it is with
It is not my fault
You can’t be as busy
As this busy body is

If I’m late it’s because
I enjoyed the bed
How I enjoyed it is my dwelling
You want to know
By claiming that once you know
You’ll lubricate the swelling

Well, I won’t tell you
Where I’ve been,
Who with and what I was doing
Instead I’ll let you wonder
And think of all the things
That once were worth screwing

Thank you for reminding me
How young I am as I get old
Though you might have a different tale
If only you take my example
Follow your heart and let go
Of success that makes you bail.

I know you know where I was
I know where you were too
We both seem to be busy
But you can only guess what I did
I know you had wood and paper buddies
I had fat and flesh. Delicious, buddy.