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Whore

the blunt

from the cut spills the milk from her veins

the sacrifice? the sum of all that remains

she summons the courage

and proffers a drink

she undoes her pure urge

and offers the pinkness

- of all that is potent

- of all that is pure

- of all that is sugar

- as sweet as liqueur

she

purges herself of what has kept her bound

she plunges

the wealth of her values and drowns

- in her shallow assumptions

- and tallies the score

- for the face -- face of an angel

- is the face of a whore.



i give you good face

didn't i give you good face?

said i give you good face.

when the

dribble of your words ain't got no effect

when you're down

to the wire that runs neck and neck

when the nudge

of what's coming has lost it's reflex

i will

elbow-my-way-through this Quixotic wreck

- when the elastic-snap

- of approval don't stretch

- any further than any further than any further than

- it can get

didn't i piss in the face of derision and frown?

didn't i swallow my scruples and wet kiss the ground?

- i found my Faith under these nails

- and nailed that face to the door

it's the face--face of and angel, baby

and the face of a whore.



i give you good face

didn't i give you good face?

said i give you good face.



can't be bothered with details--

can't be bothered no more

swear to hell ain't no heaven

'til we settle this score...

said i give you good face...

face of an angel...

whore.

there's not a dead-beat daddy-o daddy-o

that could fix this bet

cuz i don't never wanna remember

what i ain't never gonna forget:

the face of a whore...

face of an angel...

i give you good face.

Whore /

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