Anne Sexton

Buying the Whore

You are the roast beef I have purchased
and I stuff you with my very own onion.

You are a boat I have rented by the hour
and I steer you with my rage until you run aground.

You are a glass that I have paid to shatter
and I swallow the pieces down with my spit.

You are the grate I warm my trembling hands on,
searing the flesh until it’s nice and juicy.

You stink like my Mama under your bra
and I vomit into your hand like a jackpot
its cold hard quarters.

Anne Sexton

2 comments

  1. alexis Rhone Fancher · July 19, 2010

    Gotta love her. Anne Sexton takes no prisoners. Thanks for keeping her alive, L.K. I know you love her, too.

    • lkthayer · July 19, 2010

      Yes Alexis, she is my favorite…amazing.

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