A Brothel Of Sorts (A Dirty Little Poem)

A brothel of sorts–

This cesspool of words

Each a whore waiting for its next trick.

Johns–

Sentences,

Paragraphs,

Stories,

Poems,

Cheap and dirty,

Looking for a little love and affection.

Through the two-way mirror

Voyeurs read the filthy act;

Drooling over each thrust of the pen,

Until the climax

When the page collapses

In its ink soaked ecstasy,

Ah…such a sweet release.

Β 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

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