In my 30s
I'll be a whore
( as it's the mispelled word
For p-r-o-m-i-s-c-o-u-s)
Independent and on my own
Rather sleep with ten than tied to one
Rather have multiple dildos than endure dramas of a senseless dick
Let's face it,
Ain't a marriage in today's world mostly about fulfilling physical needs ?
I have to be tied to a man
For protection, from other men in the first place
In exchange for satiate his hunger,
Be emotional, physical or gutturalIrrespective of the fact that it drains me
How, does that sacred union even serve me ?
So maybe that's why,
But still,
In my 30s
I'll be a whore
Independent and on my own.
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