Working Sisters
© by shadowJewel 2000
TESSA
high, high plastic boots
caress, irritate the place
only just covered
by the pretend leather skirt
the imitation of desire
in the market place
of men’s fantasies
the casual bride
the $20 whore
who validates the whimsy
of the would-be knight
whispers mendacious words
of strength and prowess
during the dark hours of night
in the back seats of taxis
and the ends of alleys
the wholesaler who carries
the scent of many
upon her lips
exciting the next with visions
of what she has accomplished
upon the last
ROXANNE
across the room her eyes
smolder in false desire
reeling in her Romeo
a moth hovering around
the brilliance of a Madonna
she grants a touch
fingers grazing fingers
a thoughtless caress
perhaps too close
to the stiffened manhood
promises never delivered
in the heat of passion
trading favour only for gain
years of pretense
make believe eroticism
in private chambers
the dove cooing at the moment
of ersatz climax
stimulating tedium in praise
of masculine performance
the untouched heart virginal
even at the moment of death
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