Could have Been a Hooker
letting others take away my say
Could have Been a Hooker
dirty dogs having their way
Could have Been a Hooker
'sweet pussy' sure can sashay
Could have Been a Hooker
far too high a price to pay!
Could have Been a Hooker
if it wasn't for the illicit sex
Could have Been a Hooker
listening to that lusty last ex
Could have Been a Hooker
wounded world of body checks
Could have Been a Hooker
casting my leggy, hopeless hex
Could have Been a Hooker
offering up trick for tasteless treat
Could have Been a Hooker
unwrapping more poison meat
Could have Been a Hooker
never working on my tired feet
Could have Been a Hooker
always another 'John' to meet
Could have Been a Hooker
losing last faith in humanity
Could have Been a Hooker
blind where once I did see
Could have Been a Hooker
no longer setting myself free
Could have Been a Hooker
good thing I became "Me!"
Katherine Marion
P.S.
As excerpted from this morn's www.facebook.com/katherinemarion page:
Earlier yesterday, after an intense 40 minute bike ride in the cold, that created a major detoxifying and most exhilerating sweat, I met a hooker! Applying her makeup, before hopefully getting a welfare checl to cover this December's rent - so she would not have to go out and 'hook,' before it got real dark, over near Kingsway - where it is not as 'bad' as on lower East Hastings. Over here with the homeless in the sunlit post - Olympic-city of Vancouver, B.C.
Well, she had her 'ass covered' - so to speak. Therefore, jumping on a bus to go home. Yet ,not before telling me how she had put her dad in jail for one year. She claimed, " he wasn't a predator or anything," even though he had her 'sit pretty' on his lap, at the age of three, when he first began ' teaching her to read." Nice Da Da. I told her that what had happened to her .. could happen to anybody - and it has - and that one person may more easily find themselves in her situation than another. And, mostly, I let her know that i admired and appreciated her absolute honesty.
Even sadder ... when Jessica goes out onto the street to 'ply her trade,' she does drugs. She told me that she "has to." Although opposing her dysfunctional family, to put her abuser behind bars - is more than most 'abused' will ever have the balls or even brains, to do. Meeting this pure and precious soul, that rarely soars ... naturally, any more, was the highlight of my day. And, trust me - i created the most supernatural day, as ever, What i treasure most - TRUTH.
Jessica told me: " You are beautiful" and " very powerful." She doesn't read minds - as she holds onto not so dear John's ... between her war-torn thigh's. This unloved heart - knows people - 'the hard way.' Life is not always an 'easy street.' What we do have is the power to say, "NO." And the wisdom to say, "YES" to loving ourselves. Here's to Jennifer and all of the many other forgotten boys and girls, who still know how to share and to remember, even for an iota of a sexually offended second - who they truly are.
Supernaturally so,
Katherine in LOVE and Inner Peace
P. P. S.
This purring picture of Big Kat; captured a flavourful few wickedly wonderful weekend's ago. Merely dressing it up for a night out at a local raw food eatery. What fun it was dancing with the Belly-Dancer, after strutting in through those divinely delicious doors!
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