Them

“THEM” the dirty piss shame on their name. the clean, untouched versions of the female become less and less. we’re wired to search for the good and we hope to find one. we hope one finds us. we look to the stars as if a map to these good women exists. as if it’ll fall from the sky. as the whores find cock inside this world, the purest of women stay broken hearted and wretchedly buoyant. pure women are rare, they are the reason the word woman itself exists. there is no confusion. when you know a whore, you know a whore. when you know a woman, you know a woman. this itself, will never change. finding a pure woman is the difference. loving a whore only keeps their dour existence current. to the men: love a woman and not a whore. love a whore and you love the dross she’s brought to you. distinguish. to those pure women out there waiting to be loved, we know you’re there. we wait until the day we find you, ready to love you the way a woman should be loved. By: Chicano Eddie 8-10-2016