Porn Star

One has to wonder, finally, how being
Photographed that way has altered her.
She's truly lovely, and some years ago,
Perhaps, some young man took her
To the prom, but, in the time that's
Passed since then, her loveliness
Has crystallized, and men who want
To look at her don't linger too long
On her face. They're pondering her
Private parts, displayed forthrightly
Under bridges, peeking out of swimming
Suits. There's something sad about
Her smile, as if all the money that she
Makes, and all the adulation, doesn't
Compensate for seeing that young man
Who brought her flowers playing
In the park with kids he sired with
Somebody else. The camera zooms.
She pouts her lips. She shuts her eyes,
And almost hears his children laugh
And squeal.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-05-01 at 03:07

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