poet-whores!

Living like a poet whore.
The poet whore throws herself down stairs.
She takes baths with her friends.
She remembers very little.
She has a broken shoe.
And is covered in scratches, bites, bruises and gaping holes leaking blood.
Gaping holes are cool.
She also falls in love (proverbial) with every asshole that wears suspenders.
She drinks two bottles of whiskey.
One used to be enough.
The poet whore loses her diary at bars.
The poet whore has alcohol shakes so violent she cannot hold cups filled with hot beverages.


Speaking of poetry whore. The poetry brothel posted this.

Date: Aug 2, 2008 6:13 PM Subject: The Poetry Brothel School of Poetry Whoring Body: This Fall The Poetry Brothel will be opening up a school for any and all would-be poetry whores. The courses will focus primarily on developing a rich whore persona through writing and workshopping a solid body of your character's poetry. Classes will culminate in a performance as your whore character at The Poetry Brothel, where you will be reading the body of work you have developed over the course privately to our patrons. Any interested parties, please direct all inquiries to The Madame at thepoetrybrothel@gmail.com.
We look forward to hearing from you, loves!

Too bad last time I went to that a man offered to crack an egg on my toe and suck it off.

BUT I'M A DIRECT-OR.

I really do hate men. Why do we behave like truckers when we drink? Sorry I haven't called you back, trainwrecks do not write poetry and they certainly don't shave their mustaches or charge their cellphones.