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Drag Queen with a Blade
by Timothy WilsonLips pursed, about to explode with collagen
The last fight in a life closing in
She grabs the crowd with her heroin eyes, and bleeding heart
They laugh throw chump change, and buy her drinks
Queen of the hell bound hopeless
She owns the night and no one is shocked anymore
Powdered nose, powdered face
Reaching now for the grande finale
Piano man leaves, and the last call made
Wig falls of f her easier than sweat
Pantyhose no longer conceals the fin
Doors lock she stops singing, stops dancing
Starts stabbing
And in the end they all lay bleeding
Gasping miserable words of approval
Encore honey, Encore
Silence.
02/04/2011 Author's Note: Got lost in the middle of this one, but it was inspired by my gay friends taking me to the queer bars over the years, and I kind of fell in love with the shock value/carisma of the drag queens.
Posted on 02/04/2011
Copyright © 2025 Timothy Wilson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 02/04/11 at 05:50 PM "Queen of the hell bound hopeless" - that's me. Definitely an odd scene, brutal and wicked. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/04/11 at 07:29 PM Haven't seen any up close (well, who really knows :) ), but you paint the surreal feeling I get from movies or Mardi Gras. Definitely a shocker at the end - fascinating transition there and I'd call it a memorable death scene. ;) |
| Posted by Scott Utley on 02/08/11 at 07:10 AM Of course, I'm going to love this! If I did not make such an ugly woman, I might have been a drag queen. |
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