monologue at 3 a.m.

i have been one acquainted with the night...

name:robin    residence: dayton, ohio, united states
et cetera

Saturday, December 11, 2004

will i bleed repentance
on the canvas of my pain?
will confession be my evidence
that i want to change?
or will it be a lip service
to persuade observant eyes
that i am my beloved's
and he is truly mine?
will i recite these pick-up lines
in hopes a one night stand
will prove to him he's not enough
that i need several men?
will he look past the words that drip
from off my whoring tongue?
will he turn to walk away
ashamed of all i've done?
or can he love this prostitute
i've let myself become?

1 Comments:

Blogger Ian Dunn said...

There are very few poems that I like.

I like that poem.

4:27 PM  

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