The Skank
Asking nothing of your soul or emotions
the skank is there for you to fuck.
What isn’t at risk cannot be lost.
She has lost too many times before.
Her trying heart took a pounding
harder than her dignity and snatch.
She fills her void of love with cock
and the seed of possibility.
Like the potential of life shot on her face,
hers is also wasted.
Slowly dripping away,
turning cold and hard;
the threat of life is avoided.
1 comment:
I liked this.
But then I'm a romantic.
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