- Erotic Poetry
- Sweet Ouroboros
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Here, the whore
her past life eclipsed by the leering crowd
is put on display
in a glass box; bound by wire
such that her writhing body is pulled
tight
With her eyes
she begs the crowd to release her - to take her down
Her weeping pussy
tells a different tale; her soft mouth
can't voice as it's full of her
tail
Men's eyes agape
at the act of the whore with the tail in her mouth
The tail is a tube
the filling, her food; see what she's become
the humiliation driven to debase
herself
Tied like a harlot
the link runs from her rear to her wanton lips,
squirms through her shit
to be swallowed again; the crowd goad the whore
her tears tell the watching eyes
she submits
Once she strode the streets, powerful career woman named Charlotte
Now she hangs for the perverts, fecal Ouroboros; a harlot.
