Go Ahead Hooker with Your Badass

This is actually a month old…I asked a friend of mine to give me a title for a poem and she gave me this one…yeah, me too…but I did my best. She also suggested the line "If I remembered what feelings are I might be hurt " thinking (I think) that it was a hard thing to incorprate…
 

Looking down at the dirty gutter, tires slamming close

Rough and rubbing getting next to sex, next to the curb

Empty cigarette pack cellophane, that slim red line

She said

She said

If I remembered what feelings are I might be hurt

 

The car rusts from the inside out but driving is the same

Quickly parking where he can see the lights, see her ass

Wait while she walks, he whistles and fingers the bills

She said

She said

I will love you baby, I will love if you have the cash

 

Go ahead hooker, with your bad ass

Smiling, smelling of the street

She said, she said, she said a lot of things,

She said; just let me get off my feet

 

Neon heaven drains the color from her clothes

Better than bleach, better than the self righteous

The night is young but she isn’t even close

She said

She said

I have nothing in me I can use to fight this

 

She sits and sits and cries out the passenger window

Biting her palm, waiting for his words to land

He is her regular Saturday night, he is her brother

She said

She said

You can’t, you won’t, you’ll just never understand

 

Go ahead hooker, with your bad ass

Smiling, smelling of the street

She said, she said, she said a lot of things,

She said; just let me get off my feet

 

Go ahead hooker, with your bad ass

Smiling, smelling of the street

She said, she said, she said a lot of things,

She said; just let me get off my feet

 

The night keeps going like nothing has changed

And nothing has really changed both know

A swinging purse, silver skin shining neon, floating back

She said

She said

The customer’s are waiting for the midnight show

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