"You are beneath me."
Legs lewdly
Spread,
Flat on your back
In back alley filth,
You stare up
In shock—
What went
Wrong?
You gave her
You best
Dance,
Exposing
The parts
Of yourself
You wished
Her to see,
Duster
Beneath
You,
A whore's
Torn-open
Kimono.
Scornful
She pays
You,
Cash
Landing
In shame,
Turning
Her back,
Walking away.
Collecting
Your wages,
Eyes
Stinging
You slink
Back
Into
The
Dark.
