Poetry Monday: Anne Sexton

Sorry I’ve been so absent, my pets. More movie reviews to come. For now, this is for the lovers. Happy (early) Valentines Day.

Buying the Whore

You are the roast beef I have purchased
and I stuff you with my very own onion.

You are a boat I have rented by the hour
and I steer you with my rage until you run aground.

You are a glass that I have paid to shatter
and I swallow the pieces down with my spit.

You are the grate I warm my trembling hands on,
searing the flesh until it’s nice and juicy.

You stink like my Mama under your bra
and I vomit into your hand like a jackpot
its cold hard quarters.

– Anne Sexton

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3 comments on “Poetry Monday: Anne Sexton

  1. Fred Standil says:

    OY!!!!!!!!!!

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