fluorescent signs sigh
sky high they rise
over sin city, starless sacred night
in red light grinds the muck and the mire.
women trade legs and bodies
and beds
for alexander mcqueen
and valentino, the queen
donatella versace
chanel fur mink.
and Louboutins tease her
with fashion to free her
moschino graffiti
she lives for Armani
dolce like gabbana
handbag is so gucci.
french like balmain
fendi is her main
colour of course
and prada the source
of joy in this
cold concrete jungle.
judge her you may,
but shes making six figures
and she still looks good
in nothing but dior.
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Trailer Park Queen
PoetryThis is the story of a girl who broke free from a trailer-park life - and found love in a dark place - a girl who believed in the country America used to be, the glory and magic of the open road and the joy of being a teenager on the run from the la...
