Raj Dronamraju

Whored Out - Poem by Raj Dronamraju

When the day comes
I am no longer mistreated by frumps
And there is no cause and effect-ing
Of my shallow grave of a personality

We will all cheer JoJo the Dog-Faced Boy together
Saturdays in the park with JoJo the Dog-Faced Boy
The kids bite deeply into something dark and sweet

Until then I need money for loaves of bread
And soap to wash my balls
This is the forced everyday prostitution
But with one strict condition left intact….
An aversion to the emotionally repugnant!

Topic(s) of this poem: revolution

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 7, 2016

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