The Preacher’s Daughter By Jasen Sousa
The Preacher’s Daughter
The preacher and his daughter
lived on the campus of a monastery,
the atmosphere didn’t allow her to be unique.
Unaware she would stick her finger
down her throat after a bite to eat.
The preaching father didn’t bother
until he found out his daughter
did favors for a quarter.
Insides bleeding,
hanging out late in the evening
on the corner
of a street.
Left the house dressed in jeans and sneakers,
came out looking like Superwoman
after she hopped out of her pimp’s back seat.
See-through shirt
and six inch heels on her feet.
Discrete and upbeat,
coming home looking flawlessly neat.
Felt the heat to make more money
working the beat.
Lost all hope,
you’re saying she could still be saved...
Nope!
Started sniffing lines of coke,
giving head until her eyes watered
and turned bloodshot red.
Men didn’t let her come up for air.
Choke.
Addicted to drugs, fake love and
the feeling of hot sperm
trickling down her throat.
Hooking up, hooked on prescription pills
and ends the day on her porch puffing
marijuana smoke.
Taken From
Selected Poems of Jasen Sousa
17-24
©
Comprised of works from:
Life, Weather (First Collection of Poems Written At Age 17) (Not In College)
A Thought and A Tear for Every Day of The Year: A Poetic Diary (Written Between ages 18-19) (Stint at Suffolk University)
Close Your Eyes and Dream With Me (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
Almost Forever (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
A Mosaic of My Mind (Written at Age 24) (Beginning Emerson College)
The preacher and his daughter
lived on the campus of a monastery,
the atmosphere didn’t allow her to be unique.
Unaware she would stick her finger
down her throat after a bite to eat.
The preaching father didn’t bother
until he found out his daughter
did favors for a quarter.
Insides bleeding,
hanging out late in the evening
on the corner
of a street.
Left the house dressed in jeans and sneakers,
came out looking like Superwoman
after she hopped out of her pimp’s back seat.
See-through shirt
and six inch heels on her feet.
Discrete and upbeat,
coming home looking flawlessly neat.
Felt the heat to make more money
working the beat.
Lost all hope,
you’re saying she could still be saved...
Nope!
Started sniffing lines of coke,
giving head until her eyes watered
and turned bloodshot red.
Men didn’t let her come up for air.
Choke.
Addicted to drugs, fake love and
the feeling of hot sperm
trickling down her throat.
Hooking up, hooked on prescription pills
and ends the day on her porch puffing
marijuana smoke.
Taken From
Selected Poems of Jasen Sousa
17-24
©
Comprised of works from:
Life, Weather (First Collection of Poems Written At Age 17) (Not In College)
A Thought and A Tear for Every Day of The Year: A Poetic Diary (Written Between ages 18-19) (Stint at Suffolk University)
Close Your Eyes and Dream With Me (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
Almost Forever (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
A Mosaic of My Mind (Written at Age 24) (Beginning Emerson College)