Posts Tagged ‘Poet Brenton Booth’
Posted: May 14, 2016 in Musing, Poetry
Tags: BoySlut Poetry, Brenton Booth, Heartbreak poems, Heartbreak poetry, Observational poems, Observational poetry, Poem by Brenton Booth, Poems about Heartbreak, Poet Brenton Booth
UNTITLED
If
love
didn’t
exist
we’d
find
something
else
to
fuck
our
lives
up
with.
NIGHT AND DAY
I dropped her off at
6AM 2 streets away
from her home. She
told me her husband
and kids would still
be asleep. She’d just
get a shower and
change her clothes
and panties and
everything would
be good. ‘ Do you
love him?’ I said.
‘ I will give you a
call tonight,’ she
said. And I watched
her beautiful ass
disappear into the
harsh morning light.
Posted: March 22, 2016 in Poetry, Prose, Uncategorized
Tags: Brenton Booth, Brenton Booth @ BoySlut Magazine, Brothel poems, Brothel Poetry, Erotic Poems, Erotic Poetry, Poems by Brenton Booth, Poet Brenton Booth, Poetry by Brenton Booth, Van Gogh
HEARING HER
She mistook me for
Van Gogh and told
me
I was the only man
she enjoyed having
sex with at work
and
the reason she never
called me was her
phone was lost
it was lucky I came
back
or she would have
never seen me
again
and she would like
to see me again
next weekend would
be good
she said
that would be unreal
I said
and left the brothel
with both ears still
intact.
