PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I was talking

to this young lady I know

and she was really pissed off

about a poem I wrote

about getting laid

in the back seat

of an old ’73 Buick LeSabre

I didn’t see why this one poem

in particular

was so upsetting to her

and then it dawned on me.

I was thinking, “Oh yeah,

now I remember that night. “

Now either I was really drunk

or her performance

just wasn’t up to par

It’s hard to write a poem

about something that

you don’t even remember

Unfortunately,

like all too many women (and men)

she doesn’t realize

that what’s up here (mind)

and in here (heart)

is worth infinitely more

than what’s down here (crotch)

7-27-95