The Prostitute's Tongue

i am the filthy beauty on sale in streets and hoods of a man market bristling good in nights of naira and dollar dark of rainbow heart, singing “after the reggae play the blues……. even your boo get a boo……….” i am the sweet screams of eyes deep glee and rich rumbles of balls erasing home from hungry hearts hankering hardcore rump pump slump of alcohol’s might on brain and body great slamming wives and children far away and betrotheds too in my killing fire burning wild with warmth and no hate the heavens love me in the dirtiest of their tongues within the richest cringe in brim of their stainless hearts but my earths hate me in the cleanest of their tongues within the richest cuddle warm of their messy hearts for i toss in remorse of the cries and curse loud in time’s nasty forewarn of a smirk smite trap of silence salivating deep delicious of death in the tongues of painful prayers of which i, in deepest sigh see the big baptism in this trade’s ‘high’ of heavens’ reject and eject of growing nipples seared with cruel hell orphanism into the soft warm love and lust cuddle of my dearest stinking earths raised a prime prized ecstasy’s tag o God, my meal tickets are highest rate and their homes and hearts i do not hate but why these rains of pains beating my soul and act grey? your heavens lost me to this sweet sin your heavens kill me now in this sweet sin whom will your words befall? who rises? who falls?