Stephanie Batiste

a prostitution of the haiku
5/7/5 tricks for pimpin literature

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on the seventh day
he created businessmen
the boulevard smiled


the lonely sidewalk
welcomes misguided high heels
and desperate suits


the scent of pussy
fills the air like baking bread
johns line up for lunch


the best advice stands
shoes should stay new and creaseless
let cash walk to you


never judge a man
by his work but rather the
percentage he takes

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Stephanie Batiste lives outside of Los Angeles where she is deservedly (and lovingly) known as "Queen Hollywood; an obsessive-compulsive drama queen." Her addictions include: being witty/conspicuous, sample sales, and spoken word/theatre. Stephanie is currently on academic hiatus and penning her first novel and two poetry collections

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Epiphanies: Lenny

Don’t know how it fucking started
fucking started
slapping pucks around
but
I’ve lost it
I’m pushing Lenny
I’m pushing, punching Lenny
I’m punching Lenny.

BAM FIST, BAM FIST, BAM FIST
FACE
BAM FIST FACE, BAM FIST
BAM FIST, FACE

Lenny’s fucking tough, he doesn’t drop
he doesn’t drop
he doesn’t fucking fight
fucking fight
he just stands
he coulda killed me
he coulda killed me
he just stands
I lose it more
I lose it more, I lose it.

BAM FIST, BAM FIST, BAM FIST
FACE
BAM FIST FACE, BAM FIST
BAM FIST FACE
FACE, FIST, FUCKING FIST

I stop
I stop. I’m watching
I’m watching
I’m watching me
I’m watching me
rolling back the me
rolling back the me.

I stop, I stop today
I stop for everyday
I stop
I stop for all future fucking days
I stop
Lenny, I stop
Lenny.

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