don't frown at me so!
...'I am here to please'...
say something as you take my body
I am whore, but I am woman also.
Night (today) out here again
shoes click on brittle pavement,
damn this life, as I look around in vain
for an angels sword to fall upon.
Cold-hearted I am now,
in a bus shelter reeking of vomit
and unwashed bodies,
I look with sympathy,
having been trained well.
Other mothers may kiss
their children goodnight
at least I know those two
will never want for anything -
(Don't judge me)
Hear me now God
take away my sins of today
for they are many, 'for they are many'
I whisper in a rocking sigh,
eyes look down and I am here once again,
my purpose so clearly known,
cherry red nails are on his shoulders
moving down along a bony spine
I am so removed I forget they are my own
and watch with a dejected fascination.
Nights blur like passing cars
no one staying to share a smile, a laugh,
'I fake them all you know',
take my words as you want
twist them until you feel empowered.
Preachers mumble as I pass,
my grandmother's silver cross swaying
above breasts cupped in seducing black,
there is a mystery I fear, to every breath.
Six a.m morning stumbles over
the last step of a righteously straight horizon,
I paint myself a picture
they are all there
on this apartment's bowed walls.
I have survived myself once again
robed in THE temple's purple divide.
23 hours ago