narrative

I examine all the women who aren’t needy whores.
I see my reflection and hear their affirmations,
and start to think that maybe I’m no needy whore myself,
until I fear these women are just whores like me-

And I’d never judge a woman for what she does in her bed,
but I’d judge a woman for my resemblance. In fact,
I’d do anything it’d take to continue
judging my self- the little whore full of needs.

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