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STRIPPER’S DELIVERANCE

Posted in Jones' Poems with tags , , , , on June 29, 2018 by tiltdiary

I don’t need to be saved, but I am here to rescue you. I will mend your heart, lick your wounds, and make you walk upright out of this strip club. I won’t find uplifting but will enlighten you.
As the years go by, I have learned that I shall not fall in love, but you will start loving me.
I have understood that I shall sleep without a man next to me, but after I have danced with you, you will never again fall asleep alone.
I am the steam that comes off your hot cup of coffee in the morning, the taste of bitter sweet in your dessert, the soft, gentle drops that hit your skin when you take a shower, and the glow of the snow on a big mountain tower. I am the smile on your lips when you think of us, the tuning wind from dessert to offshore fuss. I am what you will never forget, the fantasy with no regret.
I too have a memory of you. You fed my fury children for a day or two. When I danced for you I had no time to feel blue. My back was sore, my neck was throbbing, my feet in my stilettos burning, so I had no sense for melancholy or yearning. I was too busy for pain, while you got to take me home in your brain. Imagination will feed you forever, you thought I wasn’t clever. But I have given you a forever treasure, making you feel forever pleasure. Don’t underestimate a good old stripper’s work, because she will always be there for you no matter how bad you hurt.

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SECRET TEARS OF A STRIPPER

Posted in Jones' Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , , on June 16, 2018 by tiltdiary

How I look inside
It’s not always shiny and bright
There’s a cloud tainting my heart and soul
Like an ink filled bowl
Covering myself up
I often want to scream, “What the fuck …”
But I hold it down
Feeling like a stupid clown
The world laughing at my sensitivity
Suppressing my creativity
So I cry alone
When I am in the safety of my little home
When I have the comfort of the wet noses
When the pain pierces like the thorns of million roses
Musky ears
Reminding me I have no fears
Fury rescues and other people’s trash
Was always my biggest joy and success
Paws pushing against my skin and hair
The only time I feel life can be fair

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BECAUSE I LOVED YOU

Posted in Jones' Poems with tags , , , , , , , on May 8, 2018 by tiltdiary

Why should I have mercy
Over and over you hurt me
Why should I not take the shot
You treated me worse than a slut
Why should I cool the flame that’s still burning
If I ever loved you I will make sure you’re yearning
Oh I made up my mind
I won’t be kind
I won’t let you just go without at least a deep burn mark
You’ve torn out my heart
Why should I have any mercy
Over and over you hurt me
I pray every night I can forget you ever happened
And that my black magic makes you feel threatened
Because if I ever loved you I will make sure you will bleed
No matter how much you drink or smoke weed
You’ll never erase me from your brain
I am deeply ingrained
Beg all you want
Don’t you know love turns into hate
Cuts you with a sharp blade
There’s no forgiveness, no mercy
For a man who doesn’t cherish love
Don’t wish you well
Instead I’ll make sure you’ll go to hell

 

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I AM JUST A STRIPPER

Posted in Customers, Jones' Poems with tags , , , , , on April 23, 2018 by tiltdiary

I am just your stripper, nothing more
Don’t want to be your girlfriend or whore
Only want to dance for you and flirt
No attachment means no hurt
One after another ridiculous proposal
I am always at your disposal
When you’re a fed up shlub
You simply change the club
But I stay there and work
And you too are replaced by another jerk
Next time you threaten your stripper and pout
You will be the one left out
Cannot expect me to be sincere
While you cross your arms and sip your beer
Make it rain a lot of cash
Or stop staring at my ass
Just go home and watch TV
Where you can get your porn for free

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PEOPLE WANT TO DRINK MY PASSION

Posted in Jones' Poems with tags , , , , , on April 4, 2018 by tiltdiary

Cannot sleep
I can hear my painful back shriek
My heart is heavy like lead
I wish I would’ve fled
But there’s no escape from your own skin
You cannot race against yourself and win
Instead you have to endure the terror
When you look in the mirror
Unable to change what is wrong
No matter how innocent you long
You wonder how people sleep with all their guilt
I pull over my head the colorful quilt
To keep me warm or to suffocate my mind
Understanding it’s a waste of time to be kind
I want to drown in my pillow cover
There’s no place for a man lover
My head is ready to burst
I am dying from thirst
For truth and authenticity
But all I see is lack of intimacy
People unable to feel and express
Passion is what they crave yet suppress
It takes courage and skill
To resist the urge to numb yourself with a pill
That’s why they want to attach to me like a leach
But I am not continuing to carry their breach
I command my eyelids to close
And cuddle up to the coonhound nose
I make peace for tonight to be alone with my opinion
And surrender to my little dominion

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STRIPPER DILEMMA

Posted in Jones' Poems with tags , , , , , , on March 28, 2018 by tiltdiary

Sometimes I don’t want to go
Sell my soul
As a cheap ho
Men smell in general bad
And prefer a slimy hag
I don’t even want to wash my hair
When I just don’t care
Washed out makeup seems to be in
They think an ugly girl will be more willing to sin
Classy is out
The old man in the corner has gout
But think he’s my type and that I want to go out
In his mind marriage is a possibility
I’d rather die and and be free

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ELIMI-NATION

Posted in Jones' Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 27, 2018 by tiltdiary

Fear turns into anger, anger into hate
That makes him pull the trigger or sharpen his blade
Another might get violent feelings and instead just rape
They kick the animals that still your hunger and thirst
The pain about the world makes my heart want to burst
But you might turn away your head
Don’t want to see or deal with the dead
Violence races towards us
In the form of humanity’s nonsense and fuss
Love is over-burdened and tired
That’s why another bomb goes off and someone stokes another fire
Love cannot possibly carry anymore
That’s why the man calls the struggling single mom a whore
Look they are all marching in a straight line
Brain washed and taught to drown your sorrow in cheap wine
Everybody wants to be right and rule
But nothing gets better and the leaders just drool
Over more greed and admiration
They kill their own nation

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