I stared at you long enough to let our eyes meet
and wondered at your heels on that icy street.
Wondered at services you had already rendered,
either for gain or gratuitously tendered.
Wondered if your payscale is based on fantasy and fetishes
or is it simply a spreadsheet of hourly wishes.
And as I almost bent down, my first stone to pick,
I got a call from a client who makes me quite sick.
Then I started to remember times when I dressed to please;
and even more times when I laughed with too much ease.
As I started to tally my payscale and score,
I had to humbly admit that you're probably worth more.
Slowly, but surely, I started to realize
that, quite often indeed, I serve those that I despise.
If to prostitute is to put to base use for gain,
then I, amongst most, should be first to earn disdain.
Author notes
Prompt #3: A story... hate to admit it, but this one's true.
A contest entry
- Inspirational Words/Phrases/Prose/Poetry by Emmyb.
700 points, ended May 13, 45 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - PREWRITE MADNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! by Kathraina.
650 points, ended August 15, 456 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - EVERYTHING/ANYTHING-PW allowed! by Heva Feva.
400 points, ended June 8, 170 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
1 - 7 of 7
-
The title and the last stanza is superb.Worth reading time and again.
-
Good luck and thanks for entering my contest.
-heva -
Wow, fantastic job with this piece!
It says so much in so little. This speaks volumes about society and the prejudices held against those who sell themselves when we do that so very often too. Marvelous job!
Bravo
♥ Kate -
this is excellent. very well written.
-
Very interesting composition--Quite unique!
Very creative and thought provoking!
I suppose we all prostitute ourselves in one way or another!
Well done & best of luck in the contest!
-
It was an enjoyable read. Thank you for entering.
-
Keen unjudgemental insight
R esponsive take on social ills
O ffered here when overkills
S eem so facile when judgemental
H eartless proffer detrimental
N onsense. Those ground by life's mills,
I nnocents swallow bitter pills,
D eprived of rights most fundamental.
Adding your comment:
1 - 7 of 7
