dirty poem

rife with it.

tonight, i am giving birth
to the moon
and his ex-wife
while the cats howl
nakedly
and the crickets breed in
similar nudity.

words are for generations.
i have no generation.

w****s can sell lies
because the game is easy--
it's a
big
damn
nothing.

it's a trick of the trade,
nothing more.

Author's Note

This one's pretty abstract. Don't try to read into it too much.

Reviews

[...]

If it's abstract, I always read into it. I like what I got from it. Great piece.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Deadly, need more be said.

[Juliet]

i like this piece. :) It has a certain rawness that is enjoyable while also speaking the truth of such matters. It's all trickery. Great write.