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About A Whore

Posted on January 20, 2014 at 11:25 PM

About A Whore




& writer’s block hit me

My imaginary friends would not speak to me.

& so I drive down Main South in search of

A hooker to inspire me

I pulled up to a heel-wearing streetwalker and

Lured her into my vehicle, once I flashed some familiar faces.

 

I told her my true intentions, but she did not

Believe me! Eyes were rolled at me!

I gave her a love tap and told her to

Behave. She knew she had been a bad girl.

I asked the going rate for herpes-infused fellatio and

She told me 50, I haggled down to 30, but

She was going to swallow. I said

No! There must be a happy ending to my story!

And so I gave her an extra 10, to blow 10’s of millions all

Over her discount makeup.

 

A towel I provided, and a poem she did inspire.



http://blindvigilrevue.blogspot.com/2014/01/about-whore-writers-block-hit-me-my.html

Originally published by The Blind Vigil Revue on 01/20/14.

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Daniel N. Flanagan, Writing, Worcester MA, @DanielNFlanagan, The Commonline Journal, The Round Up Zine, Beyond Imagination Digital Literary Magazine, Danse Macabre du Jour, Yellow Mama, Aberration Labyrinth, Pyrokinection, Leaves of Ink, The Camel Saloon, Three line poetry, Eskimo Pie, Dead Snakes, The Stray Branch, The Onyx, Daddy's Girl, Writer, Lilac, Ex-Girlfriend, Drive Home, An Artists Rendering, N.O. Xplode, Kip