WHORE
we are sitting
on the edge of the
bed
DAMN IT! she spits,
taking off her boots,
I'VE GOT A HOLE
IN
MY STOCKING!
SHIT, I laugh,
sprawling out across the
mattress,
THAT'S NOTHING,
I'VE GOT HOLES IN
ALMOST EVERYTHING I
OWN
IT'S EMBARASSING, she sighs,
blowing a lock of hair
from her
nose
to the side of her head
LISTEN, I say,
I'VE GOT A HOLE FOR
EVERY
NIGHT I SANG LOVE SONGS TO
AN AUDIENCE OF EMPTY BOTTLES
I'VE
GOT A HOLE FOR EVERY
TIME I MISSED AN OIL CHANGE
OR A TUNE-UP
I'VE
GOT A HOLE FOR EVERY
GOOD WOMAN THAT LEFT TOO SOON
& EVERY BAD
WOMAN
I LET STAY TOO LONG
WHICH AM I? she asks,
pressing her
nails into my thigh
WE'LL SEE,
I say,
wiggling a toenail
out of
my sock
it needs clipping
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