sex of atonable minutes

Another breath-taking piece John!

Great ink sir...

Sage advice my friend. And lovely written.

"but you don't fall in love with a whore..."

you could. you always have a choice.

well done. as always, feddeler.

You know John and you do, you have a way of telling a story that has me sitting there on the stool next to you...there's always a sadness in your pieces...but it doesn't stop me from wanting to show you and whoever the story is about, another way of life... i wonder what you're really like? ...haha... :) :)

Ahhh, JohnFeddeler, luv ~ :-*

You invariably pack so much intense story into your poesy. Tis truly an art you've honed to an astonishing and impressive degree of prowess, luv... :-*

'sometimes we’d ask her if she’d ever been in love.
‘of course,’ she would answer, & she was dead serious.
‘I make a career out of being in love.’' I can always rely on you to make me want to delve in and pluck my soul out. This is a soft, well composed, aching little tale. I enjoyed the realism you can convey within. Thank you, John. I am honestly grateful, every time I read something you do, that you are on my followed list.

It's interesting that some cultures have historically considered prostitutes women to be respected, not reviled.  The more repressed a society is the more they're held in contempt.  Sad.  The lady in your poem is fulfilling a need.  She has a little more perspective than most on the business of "falling in love."  Excellent poem, and I love that title.  

'but you don’t fall in love with a whore…'  because she is someone you don't want to take home to your mother. . .I get it. . .But if the whore's conniving, she'll just simply slap you in the face, charge you for the 'slap' then demand that she meet your mother. . .An excellent right, King John. . .xoxo, Devlin;)

Sometimes you do, look at Mary Magdalene. Course, the bible never really said she was a whore. That was the, well we wont go there. Where we will go, is that you are a great fucking poet! John, this is so good. I was a bartender for a long time. Knew the whores as friends, and the johns that you described. You painted a perfect picture. In awe. But, i have had a couple working girl friends that found love. Theres hope for us all huh! Loved this f ing piece. 💋Muuuuuaaaaagh!

"a working girl like her is an outlaw who carries no
weapon except her ability to pull a man’s trigger quick"
~y'know dear.. you pique lil jealousies when you make harsh facts
like these into stellar sighing poetry, sirs.. ;)  

" ..she stuffs her heart in her
bag along with lipstick & condoms."
~& the mind portraits you splash in the mix..

"‘I make a career out of being in love.’ "  <~ very much a *poetry sigh* here!
the wanderer's get to see all & I always enjoy your amazing insights.
fond curtsies, SirJ..
~d

John always the romantic when painting these seedy stories..

always a heavy dose of reality in you endings..

love your ink and insight Sir..

with love Crim

but you don’t fall in love with a whore…

And yet...

Missed reading ur scribes of late, but wenever am here,  its an overwhelming read,  in n out of the theme u traverse,  to display delicate truths n dimensions from those hiddens n nuances of the story u spin fine...that at ease brings in that lump-in--the-throat moments brimming wid tears The similarity you strike between 'such' women n men with the background play, brings in mixed emotions,  and a redhot rimmed angerness questions why at all such fatal 'such'ness state they wander...in a way, every artistic torn soul is a searching nomad fr love that similar state u say. The last verse hits hard... Tq fr the share, n yes, am too srry to be talking so much. Your words inspire... JF, write on:)

beautiful figure
she reveals
more than what ur poetry conceals
she is lovely

"she stuffs her heart in her
bag along with lipstick & condoms."

I'm not a whore, but I completely identify with that phrase.

You mentioned the L...Chicagoan?

Chicago area, right. I like inserting little details like that in my work...

That's neat. I'm in Chicago too! :) Go to any open mics?

I enjoy reading the compliments you receive almost as much as I enjoy reading your devil dipped poetry! Seems the whores are the ones that excite him. Perhaps it's because they don't mind getting their hands dirty. Impressive as always! - blue angel

Intriguing little twist at the end.  Particularly in the face that women are whores (to some men).  I like this shady woman and you somehow manage to bring her to life in a few scant lines.  

Perfect as always I enjoyed this Johnny ')
love
Zazzles xoxxo

I think I'll stay out of the love poetry section; you've cornered the market here. I absolutely love it.

She definitely makes a business falling in lust.
It is such a piece I'll read over and over and even
recommend to my peers. A brilliant work of art.

Been a minute since I'm strolled through the website and anytime I run across your name, I can't help but to start reading. Your talent is awesome!

I quite enjoyed this piece. There's something of Mickey Spillane to it, and the ambiance is quite vivid.