by Saira Viola
Clock Work Porn (song)
She was a rubber love doll with a fake bake glow
And blow -fish lips
Her leather zipped hips
Straddled the night with a P A Y -ME -Now
Viper slut scowl
She had grunge hot hair and a kitten whipped stare
That lured them in
A black lust bin of promises and
Cheap forever afters
She lived on recycled smiles
And white ride highs
Where dreams were stapled with 20 dollar bills
And play and lay thrills
Butchering her Soul
With slussy pride
Crimson Thumbs Juicing her inside
A dirty buck and ball
Made her beg
Made her crawl
She stayed on the game
Her eyes bleeding with shame
Too broken for hope
She rocked blue -blue on dope
Watching the rain -wash away the pain of a 50 buck squeeze
With pimp daddy ease.
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Cerebral Contusion
You catch the A train lipstick on leopard shoes
Mascara magic lines your eyes
And you flip strut easy to your desk
You read about Ri Ri Nigella and Miley
Bullets bore black skies with drones
And Bratz babes pop up in your inbox
It’s a Niqab of veiled ignorance
Which pusses the cellar of your mind
Down three shots – Giggle-Jock time
Tabloid ravens and the crescent of ‘fear’
Wing you to excess
Stoned by hate
Your world yellow green and red.
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Vegetarian Beef Girl
Lizard stilettos pleather the pleated folds of your conscience
Carbon crystals crust the precious sparkle of your diamante
Hoops
You have a pet Chihuahua and carry him in a faux leopard sac
You eat Kobe Beef steak grass fed beer happy
And chomp on Quinoa cake
Scream blue murder for the Lemurs and Dolphins
Spread your thighs for Peta
And Kiss Buddha’s Gold
Still the foot prints of orphans
And the loin mustard of oiled beggary
Echo through the walls
It’s an unholy mess
Time to orbit
To Arcadia .
Saira Viola