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Ad patres el prostitute (Free verse) by <{Baba^Yaga}>

At the back door of a church on Sunday. In an alley off of St. Andrews, again. Beating off the cold stink he is waiting. For father to find him a hot viand & coat. Wait son, do not yet close thy eyes. Silently, he eats with both hands faster then it takes the priest to swallow along with him. The staticy air gets more tolerable as both decide to loosen up the other's collar Wait son, do not yet close thy eyes. Underneath a full moon, but still dusking. He notices that brother and sister are sharing the same sky. Just as the fire drowns down into a dark blue expanse of rippless heart-ache. Wait son, do not yet close thy eyes. Hungry again, but too exhausted to search any further then the edge of a playground. Near the beach and his Father's Mission Bells sing to him, tonight he shall have sleep. Now son, you may close your own eyes.

OneFingerAnswer 24-Feb-03/1:29 AM
"Thus, anyone who liked this poem who isn't a male hustler is liking it because the subject matter is novel, and because it is written well enough to believe that it really means something to someone somewhere."

Do you really believe that line of shit? You mean that you can't feel sorry for a child that's been molested unless you yourself have been molested? You mean that you can't feel sorry for a person who can't find employment unless you've ever had the problem? You mean that you can't have sympathy with out total, utter, and complete empathy? What ever happened to crossing that gap? Maybe I've never been a male prositute but I can relate to being shunned for other choices I've made (and some things that aren't choices). Have you never made a wrong choice and been aware that others knew it? Have you never looked into the eyes of another person and been able to see that they didn't like either you or actions? That is all it takes to empathise with the poor fellow. If you haven't the thought alone should stir some sympathy in you. I can also relate to being broken hearted. That is something I would think that even if you had never been through you would feel sorry for him about.




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