Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Am I just another of your stupid whores,

following you around with my tongue hanging to the floor,

waiting for a moment,

waiting for a look,

for you to notice me sitting here,

to notice me at all,

I’ll strip down to my flesh,

I’ll pump blood to make it hard,

I’ll do what you want,

look at me I’m dancing,

look at me I’ll sing,

I’ll do almost anything,

just so you will notice me,

just so you will say,

you wrote something beautiful today,

you wrote something with heart,

you wrote something that touched me,

but as for tomorrow,

well, you better make a start.