She's Naked Again

Loose Muse

Strutting, breasts jutting like a new legend.

This luscious creature somehow so soiled.

She’s draped in jewels by desperate handlers.

Can the hideous underneath be overlooked?

Dare the focus to fall on all this cheap sparkle.

 

Wispy, hopelessly unapologetic,

obscene but somehow highly collectible.

It would be foolish to think she sickens herself.

Predetermined to avoid the Primal Truth:

The girl’s a hole with a body surrounding it.

 

It’s amusing to think- a street walker running late.

But she’s sought after, fought over, bought then brought home.

There’s simply no limiting this naked dancer,

as the night is transformed into a drooling plaything.

But it’s all just a dressed-up, glamorous slow-wither.

 

The roots of her carbuncled family tree

run through a who’s-doing-who, just scores of w****s.

All pride-bloated, thieving, talkative monsters.

She fancies the world’s a sty, but yearns for it all:

And prays a new Empire gets erected to take her in.

Reviews

[Loner]

Very sensual !

[roarke]

a loose muse? lol. The last line is a sleeper.

sounds more like a meeting of Winehouse, Kardashian, and Paris Hilton..... ID channel again? lol.

... or maybe it's just bead time at Madri Gras again...