deepundergroundpoetry.com

A Little Detour

tired eyes with smokey eyeshadows
lips painted red, pouting
Angelina mini Jolie
wannabe
little brown girl
passing alabaster

weep
girl
covid done me wrong
lost my job
my baby daddy gone
my pantry's empty
my child got nothing to eat


pushed up bra
pushed mamny out
crushed cleavages
drawing drools
from both end
eyes staring, greedy
nodding birds like feeders on sand
fists on dollars
Say, hey let's play

Weep
girl
your bed will be warm tonight
you'll have dollars on the side table
you'll bring home the bread
your worth tattered and torn
but baby will eat
O yes


she's made for loving
arched back
full breasts
and tonight
she'll lie down for love
...for her child

Grace
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published
Author's Note
A dream
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 0
comments 4 reads 120
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 2:38pm by robert43041
COMPETITIONS
Today 2:22pm by Wafflenose
COMPETITIONS
Today 00:57am by JusTim_
COMPETITIONS
5th December 2022 10:58pm by Razzerleaf
SPEAKEASY
5th December 2022 8:16pm by ThePiper
SPEAKEASY
5th December 2022 4:34pm by PAR