Aphrodite was bound

in satin and lace.

She made no sound

she knew her place

On her knees.

Claimed by the streets

willing to please.

Turning tricks for treats.

The next time I saw her

she hung from a chain.

I took her picture.

She personified pain.

Aphrodite was borrowed

a goddess in lace.

The other gods were humbled

by the pain on her face.