by Melissa Martin
11/04/2011 / Poetry
During drunken stupors,
Far too many penises have passed between my legs.
Selling sex and self for bottles of cheap wine,
Hepatitis and AIDS came along at no cost.
Escaping from the world,
Escaping from withdrawals,
Escaping from myself.
At night I climb into my coffin to pass out.
Nobody loves a drunken ole' whore.
Melissa writes about the God and human connection and condition.
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