My Funny Valentine
Miles and miles ahead,
with a piercing cry
from the gold horn.
Black face painted blue,
blue, and bloodied red.
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The Poetry
Reading
Last month, I
was privileged
to read poetry at the University;
however, it was an embarrassment
for Our Literature –
Police arrested a young woman for
Conduct Unbecoming a Poetry Lover.
You see, the woman danced wildly
as I read, screaming like a banshee,
and she threw her red silk panties
at me.
I was appalled. It was
humiliating.
It was such a nerve-shattering
experience
for me that I needed an extra valium
after the reading.
(I still have her red silk
panties...) |
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