Poetry / Vegas Prey
So easily I stalk my prey
in the darkness
I gently play
dancing around
the cold center pole
my white outfit
emits the brightest glow
I need to be seen
I live to be spotted
they’ll never understand
my attack is plotted
I keep my eyes on the one
that’s looking
he’s caught and unaware
locked into my stare
memorized by my body so bare
he likes the shape
longs to rest his hands
upon my curves & contours
with my eyes alone
I make him quiver
with my touch
I feel him shiver
I whisper softly
‘don’t be afraid’
then I pounce
blowing his mind away
his heavy breathing
becomes my rhythm
my body moves
like the ocean tide
I remove his hand
from my firm dancers thigh
I continue to press
my body against his
grasping his legs
grinding my hips
teasing his face
with my sweet lips
looking at his face I smile
like I’m winning a race
I act as though
I love to feel his dick throb
I bounce up and down
on this fat hairy slob
he actually asks
if I like my job
I tell him I love it
get my cash, get up
walk away, throw up
brush my teeth
go back out and buy a drink
take a seat
rinse down my sorrows
repeat
this time he’s handsome
asks me to vip
‘500 an hour’
I say so sweet
in vip you must buy a bottle
‘cheers’ becomes a hard word
to swallow you excuse yourself
to vomit every 20 minuets or so
drunks not cute
or safe you see
you tell them ‘I have to pee’
he’s becoming short tempered
I pretend it’s my man
I envision his smell
I imagine whatever I can
then I remember I’m in hell
vip’s not what he thought
he figured for 500
he’d have a shot
I laugh and declare
‘I’m not a hoe and if I were
500 wouldn’t buy you a blow,
I’m sorry sir’
‘this dance is over
it’s time for you to go’
‘I still have 15 minuets
I don’t think so’
‘it is because
you’ve broken the rules, you see,
you propositioned me for sex’
I’m offended I’m upset
‘I was just joking
I’m drunk you know that’
‘prostitution is illegal
so is being a John’
‘the bouncers will
show you out now,
please don’t piss
on the lawn’
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This starts out seemingly lighthearted about a hard subject but then becomes grim and realistic. Your use of rhymn randomly throughout is good; it adds to the flavor of the poem. The last line says it all. At summing up, a good conclusion. You tie it together well.
There are a few awkward spots that may do better with a slight rewrite or tweaking.
“looking at his face I smile
like I’m winning a race
I act as though
I love to feel his dick throb”
doesn’t read outloud as well as other parts. This is just an example.
I would read other work written by you.
Gray
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