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beautiful (are the bad)
Sensual. Loving. Unutterable. Temptress.
if I call them sluts, will they object?
when I come to this place, I could call it Perfidia;
I could call it Isla Mujeres.
I come without intrigue, seeking the allure of the women
who read me, because I crave the beautiful, & the bad.
if I haven’t seen them unclothed, I imagine them that way.
& you can tell I have an austere imagination by the
carnal confessions that I write:
my imagination is a bordello on the wrong side of town.
the paper is laid out like a naked whore
waiting to be abused,
& my pen is erect…
we’ll play a little blues on the old Victrola, sultry as a
southern breeze on a hot night. let the moonlight spill
on your beauty, & your rebel song.
if you weep, I will touch your tears,
I will taste each one on my fingers.
I’ll hold you closer than a slow dance,
& I’ll know you’re dangerous when you say
‘you don’t give a girl a chance!’…
(Art: Peter Martin)
Published 19th Mar 2016
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Anonymous
- Edited 25th Sep 2020 3:45am
19th Mar 2016 6:36pm
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19th Mar 2016 7:00pm
It's always a pleasure to visit your bordello and it's queens. They may be sluts but they reign supreme.
"the paper is laid out like a naked whore
waiting to be abused,
& my pen is erect… "
I'll remember this the next time I'm blocked. Thank you John.
"the paper is laid out like a naked whore
waiting to be abused,
& my pen is erect… "
I'll remember this the next time I'm blocked. Thank you John.
19th Mar 2016 7:07pm
Ahhh . . . Kickass piece of writing, John, big time.
You have phrases throughout this poem I would
give my left nut to have written . . . er . . . Well,
I guess I would go that for, but you have written
one hell of a poem.
You have phrases throughout this poem I would
give my left nut to have written . . . er . . . Well,
I guess I would go that for, but you have written
one hell of a poem.
20th Mar 2016 1:34am
There is beauty in any fracture and especially in damaged people.
This piece is a great representation of it.
This piece is a great representation of it.
20th Mar 2016 2:39am
20th Mar 2016 9:59am
For a non pretentious, blue collar guy, you sure know how to make words paint superb visual imagery. I am gonna try to imitate this talent
20th Mar 2016 10:51am
"if you weep, I will touch your tears" love love love that line..and how the word touch adds an entrancing ethreal feel to this..awe inspiring ink John!! Simply Beautiful
21st Mar 2016 11:35am
21st Mar 2016 5:18pm
21st Mar 2016 9:09pm
we’ll play a little blues on the old Victrola, sultry as a
southern breeze on a hot night.
Perfect description of the south - and a dangerous Belle.
southern breeze on a hot night.
Perfect description of the south - and a dangerous Belle.
22nd Mar 2016 12:52pm
"I’ll hold you closer than a slow dance,
& I’ll know you’re dangerous when you say
‘you don’t give a girl a chance!’… "
Sir, your ink is the danger...
& I’ll know you’re dangerous when you say
‘you don’t give a girl a chance!’… "
Sir, your ink is the danger...
Anonymous
- Edited 16th Jun 2024 6:45am
23rd Mar 2016 3:43am
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25th Mar 2016 10:11am
raucously awesome write!
and the line,
"my imagination is a bordello on the wrong side of town"
sums up your persona artistica quite well, you could definitely use it for a description or message signature, etc!!!
and the line,
"my imagination is a bordello on the wrong side of town"
sums up your persona artistica quite well, you could definitely use it for a description or message signature, etc!!!
