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every bruise
(poem without a whore)
she liked it. she liked it a lot
the first time. spilled a little thru her lips
but she got it down. and she liked it
a man gets in
and it’s never a sin
takes a piece of her
drops it by the side of the road
a pursuit of strange desire
for a girl like that
but it filled her, as love never did
and she liked it
men gather at the corner for a smoke
someone mentions her name
and there is knowing in elliptic eyes
good girls don’t know of the places
where the bad girls go
but the view is obscure
from the back seat
she took it from them
as they spilled it in straining fits
and kept it, thin & melting, in her gut
she did it, good as a girl can
and she liked it
never figured she lost
more than she got
so she’s given herself to men
and someone sees what she is
and someone makes it a poem
she was good. but they never told her…
(Art: Josef Pesci)
Published 7th Dec 2016
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7th Dec 2016 6:00pm
Beautiful work, John, and well chosen artwork.
'she was good. but they never told her…'
Fantastic closing line. At first, I thought, how sad, but the more I thought about it, the more I realised how perfectly it fit, because the truth is, bad girls just don't care, they know...
Nicely done
'she was good. but they never told her…'
Fantastic closing line. At first, I thought, how sad, but the more I thought about it, the more I realised how perfectly it fit, because the truth is, bad girls just don't care, they know...
Nicely done
7th Dec 2016 9:59pm
Enjoyed this haunting read John...am sure it will resonate with quite a few...and the following is so true...
'never figured she lost
more than she got'
'never figured she lost
more than she got'
7th Dec 2016 10:56pm
Anonymous
8th Dec 2016 3:46am
John, as always...I read this over and over and each time I did, these were the lines that got me...
"she took it from them
as they spilled it in straining fits
and kept it, thin & melting, in her gut
she did it, good as a girl can
and she liked it"
~ she liked it because each time she got better and more importantly, wiser...and that's all a bad girl needs to know...ltm...
With love, always - Kitten xoxo
"she took it from them
as they spilled it in straining fits
and kept it, thin & melting, in her gut
she did it, good as a girl can
and she liked it"
~ she liked it because each time she got better and more importantly, wiser...and that's all a bad girl needs to know...ltm...
With love, always - Kitten xoxo
8th Dec 2016 9:24am
Anonymous
8th Dec 2016 12:12pm
Bad girls .. good girls .. I think you prefer all my dear .. great read..
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8th Dec 2016 8:05pm
12th Dec 2016 5:36am
It's interesting to me that the poem doesn't describe the woman physically at all; we have no idea of her hair or eye colour, height, width, anything. She's defined solely through her skill at the described sexual act. That isn't a criticism, just an observation.
This is an effective piece of erotic poetry, at any rate. The sexual act, when witnessed by a non-participating party, is fundamentally silly, so it takes a skillful hand to make it anything other than silly, and your hand is skillful. (That last clause sounds like a hand job or at least a masturbation reference... See what I mean about silly?) Thanks for the read!
This is an effective piece of erotic poetry, at any rate. The sexual act, when witnessed by a non-participating party, is fundamentally silly, so it takes a skillful hand to make it anything other than silly, and your hand is skillful. (That last clause sounds like a hand job or at least a masturbation reference... See what I mean about silly?) Thanks for the read!
14th Dec 2016 9:53am
29th Jan 2017 10:00am
Feels like you've cut the piece right back to the bone, exposing the poem's strength in the lack of detail and innuendo. This is refined erotica written by a damn fine poet.
