Dogs. Beer. Chocolate. Self medicating with these three and other things. Cats. Birds. Men. Women. Politics. Starting over. Irony. Blasphemy. Sarcasm. Training. And anything else I feel like. Mostly poetry.
Friday, August 30, 2013
for Honey Boo Boo's Mama June on the occasion of her marriage
In the spotlight, an uneducated fat woman
becomes a cackled joke because
she married the man who loves her.
In a camo dress. With a blaze orange sash.
Caption this, Clever.
Cruelty shining so sharp she doesn't feel the slice
until the blood is pouring.
Pass her around on her wedding day
like a dirty joke in the seventh grade.
All the oh I'm so bads don't forgive you.
All the shoot me nows don't excuse you. It's only facebook doesn't make it better.
Ever mind the Law of Three...
The camera becomes your mirror.
All the superpowers of wordsmithing,
cruelty learned young
wadded into one big water balloon of
payback from someone you never met.