Am I the only one who feels a whore
When unemployed yet seeking work?
Hire me! I'll love you longer and better--
Plus look how my backside shakes and jerks!
Mayhap I've discovered whoredom's genesis--
People needing work and not finding it.
Alas the Christian in me won't sell my heart
And the idealist won't let me settle or quit
And the Holden Caulfield won't let me play any game
But my own-- even if I don't understand it.
So I'm predisposed against whoredom
And yet... to perform an act without the feeling behind it--
To figure out what an employer desires,
Then sell myself with that in mind...
I feel that I'm a whore all the same--
A phony lover scraping by--
Too poor to afford a little shame.
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