Poem -

P R O S T I T U T E

P R O S T I T U T E

    Close friend

        How close? 

            A loVer 

            .......how much darn love?

               Close

     Bring her closer

        So that you can smell

            Feel

               Place her breasts

        tAste 

            A deep dark secret

                  The police 

          The heroin 

               The death of 

           Net stockings around necK

               Why did she have to die

Why did she have to die

Why did she have to die

Why did she have to die 

     Why did she have to die

Why did she have to die 

     Why did she have to die

Why did she have to die

Why did she have to die 

     Why did she have to die

Why did she have to die 

     ????????? 

                 Prostitute

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Jai Masters

Thank you Benjamin!

good of you to say; 

    The abstract 

  & lovely to meet a new poet 

on Cosmo. 

Best wishes from Jai :) 

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