The women these days
write a lot of poems,
short stories,
and novels,
the lesbians, gays, bi-sexuals,
queers, trans,
and the rest too,
as if they're just discovering
they have
something to say
and must now
convince us,
and themselves.
The men these days
play video games,
kill zombies,
gamble online,
beat each other
to bloody pulps
in cages
for the privilege
of wearing
the golden belt—
champion
of the world.
They don't say
much.
Between the lines
the same old question
and the answer
is always
love.
2 comments:
I'm not sure about this one, Glen. Some poems are meant to be published, and some may be better left in the bottom drawer of your desk ...
Thanks for not liking this one. I mean that sincerely.
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