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ANOTHER MOTIVE FOR METAPHOR
By Jennifer L. Knox
I love to masturbate, especially
after a poem of mine's been accepted in
a literary magazine. Shit---
I open up that letter, smile awhile
and think, "This one goes out to Don, a total
tool who I temped for in '89:
Data-mother-fucking-entry this."
Who's got "inappropriate footwear" now?
"The inappropriate footwear's on the other
foot today, you hick," I tell him, tell
them all, as, lifting up my shirt, I notice
nipples! Mine (O, gorgeous areolas!---
pink as Peonies)! And ass (my bouncy
pony, prance in skintight smarty-pants!)!
From: "The Best American Erotic Poems" edited by David Lehman
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This poem cracks me up every single time I read it. Any of you who have ever had a temp job or dealt with an asshole boss can appreciate it, I'm sure, whether or not you've ever had a poem accepted by a literary magazine.
Another rainy day here on the first official day of Autumn. Happy Autumn! Wishing you laughter, sunshine, peace, love and blessings----
~*~Marion~*~
