Whore Whore

Whore Whore

feet hanging out a parked car door

Emotionless and rough and raw

Asking for more,

begging for it all.

close my eyes and

focus on the pleasure.

ignore any pain in my heart

float away until

he and I are a world apart.

Fuck like it doesn’t matter,

cry a little when it’s over.

say I’ll never do it like that again

yet

next weekend-

Whore Whore

feet hanging out another car door

screaming for something,

dying for more

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Published on Monday, April 9, 2012. Filed under: "Poetry"

2006

Comments on "Whore Whore"

On Tuesday, September 5, 2017, worm (1149) wrote:

I pray things are better in your life...
A former member wrote: Better than a lot of poems about sex that i've read...but this just sums it up. Not a lot of details and still gets a heavy point across. Very well done.
On Monday, April 9, 2012, sexxykiller14 (38) wrote:

nice. great write though.
On Monday, April 9, 2012, FadedBlues (2096) wrote:

...this is perfect...excellent depiction of sexual addiction...
On Monday, April 9, 2012, Devilish (2633) wrote:

I fuckin love you!!! Ive been needing somethiing like this to read for a while.. you came through.,. yes!!!! this is beeautiful.. thank you .. thank you ..
On Monday, April 9, 2012, dwells (4177) wrote:

You need a bigger car (HA)! This was great and the following apprehension was palpable, cheers.