blowjob

 
the day was a two dollar whore
with cheap lipstick
smudged all over her face
from giving blowjobs to the johns of the night
 
she kept to the shadows
lest any respectable person see her
in her shame she wallowed
wore it like a vagrant's suit
 
carrying the filth of her acts
inside her soul
where they couldn't be seen
still she reeked of it
 
she could hear the gossip
as she walked through town
with words that cut steel
she spit back her venom
 
while they looked at her  
like she was a madwoman
and in her sin she was
all that they believed
 
then the day curled in on herself in defeat
and was blown away  
just another piece of trash
littering these city streets