about family ,,,,,,and drugs,,,,,,,,,


unnamed prostitute


unnamed prostitute


her drugs and anger draws her
restless smile, it is here where she
find her straight jacket, and the
openness of a wingless bird, her
drugs and anger become more like
dust, and her, the unnamed prostitute,
waiting for the drugs to do their stuff..
and her thoughts are wrapped in
linen, and her body, , empty.....just
like the bottles of pills..

DAVID GERARDINO









Poetry by david gerardino
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Written on 2006-11-20 at 02:49

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Wangdi Gyalpo
Liked your idea of giving priority to needy ones like Whores. There are uncountable number of innocent girls who are forced to opt for the filthy job. However, people doesn't seemed to be moved. I appreciate the way you are using your art for arousing awareness. I too have composed a poem and an article on the same topic. Article's title is 'She' and poem's title is, 'flesh'. Hope you will go through it.
2006-11-20