Bridesmaid of Sores

Bridesmaid of Sores

A Poem by Baby Ricochet

Crawling through alleys of garbage and sin

Yellow eyed gazing fine razor sharp thin

Looking for sinful little painted up w****s

Streetwalking temptress bridesmaid of sores

 

Blood lingerie on boney black splinters

Broken spine tortured body that withers

Death curses crawl from her festering sores

B***h patron saint of harlots and w****s

 

Pray to the wretched sick misstress decay

Black scab disease brothels of rotting bouquets

Queen of disease vessels Goddess of W****s

Streetwalking temptress bridesmaid of sores

 

W***e Goddess disease putrid agent of death

I pray I beseech with my very last breath

Send me another derelict drug addict w***e

Like so many sick Harlots you sent me before

 

Shooting black tar into strung out black arms

W***e Goddess instincts w***e Goddess charms

Strung out on mescaline and white roxi shards

Lost little girl the w***e Goddess discards

 

Screaming black harlot white into the night

Razor cut candy flesh by morning's pale light

Squeal for me bleed for me you sick little w***e

Streetwalking temptress Bridesmaid of sores

 

 

© 2013 Baby Ricochet


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this is a piercing look at the seedy side of the life of junky prostitutes and drug addicts in general. drug addiction is a w***e in itself. this is so well described it made me wonder how you know so intimately the deepest darkest side of this social pariah. obviously you have met or seen this thing up close and personal or know one who has. all i can say about this other than what i already have is .....wow....i have seen the gutter, and you have described it to a tee.... awesome and compelling write

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you quinfinn
quinfinn

11 Years Ago

welcome
this is realy ugly!

as it should be considering what it is depicting..the kind of life, the despair, the not having a way out from that life...

utter detachment from those in society who look down upon, frown upon and ignore.


this is my favorite piece from you...

love it.

thought about mary magdelene when i was reading it...


people's judgemental attitudes can cripple others.

jacob

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you jacob
This one reads aloud very well. Dark and real. A good rhythm. Leaves me to wonder what took you back?

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank You Chris
Chris

11 Years Ago

yeah, I know - life as we live it...

welcome man
Such a sad, sad piece of writing. Lost soul squeezing the last life from lost souls. Darkness is here. No thought of light just scabby dimness. The fact that it is written well makes it worse. Like arc lights on a sewer scene. Take one is all you get because take two finds them all dead.

Well written and well portrayed and now I need a shower.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thank you. You scented soap
fireblossom

11 Years Ago

;-)
Complete... and raw... at its best... and worst.
Good write, BR.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thank you Mr G
Oh my nerve. She sounds...delightful. ;-) This is actually a pretty scathing commentary on society, when you think about it. Scratch its surface and find its blights. Walk down any city street in America, take a wrong turn, and run into her. Well done, Baby...

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you Kimmer. I always liked this one.
KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

My pleasure.
You know I like your use of rhyme, mostly because it adds a sense of mockery to your poetry. It's like sarcasm towards life.

"Razor cut candy flesh by morning's pale light"

See, that right there--it's Halloween in a line. Nice write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

I hadn't thought of that. Cool. Thank you for reading bridesmaid of sores steven.
too well, don't stay long in that spot,but range, and wind,velocity,force and angle,are great multipliers , especially at night.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you for reading Brides made of Sores lee Von Oleef
aye it does, it's very creepy and spooky, rhyming is tight, sores are festering , yup it's all in here! very dark and yeah and more than just kinda gross, lol, great job.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Why thank you Corset. I feel another one of these coming on, or it could be gas, I'm not sure.
Corset

11 Years Ago

lol! oh no...why am I silently hoping for gas?
Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

HA!
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Very creepy, Ric. Your meter, mostly the dactyls, give it the chanting effect... which I like.

Very well done. Am probably more impressed with your attention to structure here than the actual content itself. Takes work! Again... good job!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you for noticing. This one did take work. Thank you so much for reading

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Added on September 17, 2012
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Baby Ricochet
Baby Ricochet

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