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One Day Soon... [silver]

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I stared at my own reflection
in the mirror, on the ceiling.
No recognition of the real me                                                                                 
in those vacant eyes looking back...
They {Or I... } suddenly seemed,      
                                so unearthly-

In front of my estranged reflection,
I laid back, waiting for him                                                                               
to slip inside my gaping mouth...        

I stifled strands of my vocal chords,
      but chanced to swallow
      and the rest of him... followed

End to end I felt him extend
as I sucked the full measure of a man,
deeply unfulfilling to an empty womb.

I felt him slide into my gut, then further-
until he stroked my ovaries, then peered
      sightlessly at my nestled eggs.
All the while my reflection- unchanged.

But I could hear a woman's voice,                                                                             
{my own?} gentle beyond this depravity.
She echoed within my inner-ear,
            from her spectator's seat
            on the edge of my brain...

She said, "It's all right now, almost over...
one day soon, you will find real love,
but for now, it's only a cash transaction."



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Prompt: Prostitution ~ Image Credit: Nude With Ponytail~ By: Michele Beaulieu dba Naquaiya

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  • Swan song gold member
    July 19
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    Wow!!!! excellent!!!!


  • Avatar of Innocence
    July 6

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    Superior write.

    Except on line 20: "WOMAN'S voice". The correction would make this poem absolutely flawless.


  • tarcus silver member
    July 2

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    I had thought to enter this contest until I read this masterpiece.
    congratulations on a perfect(to me)poem.

  • dustookie2
    June 19

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    You have captured much of the emotion of being a working girl or a renter boy....it is after all a job with little or no emotional attachment get the money perform the service and leave.These emotional feelings strike at the heart getting close to giving it away regaining some of the dignity and self-respect It is not easy to break free. I stand in applause Excellent take on the prompt. Good luck in this contest.


  • markgrif gold member
    June 19

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    maybe... hehe


    You did a stellar job on this though!

    woot!

    Thanks for the link.

    "Felt him slide through my intestines
    to stroke my ovaries, then peer" -woah!


  • Balldinger silver member
    June 19

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    say, "Ahhhhh..."

    woah! hard core convocation by the side of a road on a high town evoked by the stark reality of shock theory and compartmentalization. this piece is strong and firm and leaves this reader hollow at the very end. fine stitchery.


  • tomisb gold member
    June 19

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    There is a sharp surrealistic edge to this with a cynical humor attached. Only you could manage the outre combination.

    (yeah, I know, out comes the dictionary.)

    Love, Tom B.


  • shlottie
    June 19

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    wow my god this was good wow i cant wait to read the rest of yours
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