Whenever I see vintage cooch,
I want to nail somebody’s grandmother—
Bettie Page made me a necrophile
Because I would do her dirty, dead ass right now—
The soul of a poet has nothing to conceal or to reveal,
China putting women into space and poets in prison—
My cat never smiles no matter what happens,
Blaise Pascal, Heinrich von Kleist
Are geniuses that grew up
In what were effectively the Middle Ages
But came to maturity in the early Modern Age;
Just Freud, Picasso, Einstein, Eliot and the Lost Generation
In general came of age in the Victorian Era
To then see the technological dawn
Of the Twentieth Century—
Returning to Anthulla beneath the antebellum
Hoop skirts lay the hairy toile bush—
Soul mates fight it out beneath the thunderstorm
Only to reconcile during the eclipse—
The first woman born in space is a troll named Paris,
Blue sky and moonlight to tote your vagina around in—
Twenty years after fucking his mother, he committed suicide
And no one knows why he dived into her asshole as if it were the ocean—
His mother died ten years ago and he still slept with her picture
He liked to call her “Betty Page” because she was so old
But still liked to walk around the house
In garter belts and bullet bras, thin to the end—
The radio announcing that tomorrow
There will be no sunrise over the border,
Bow-legged girls jumping the fence—
The monument to hip-hop built in the Square
Where the barefoot strippers wear plastic masks
So they won’t be recognized as competition
By their mothers whose eyes light up the tunnel
Ending the modern age, the fairy tale cheerleader
Becoming a legend in the rain—
The twins coming up for air, straight men running scared
Leaving their valentines abandoned in the road—
I know my love by name as she turns her head to vomit
Before she leaps out the window
The dead cannot be damned and soon the ghosts will be returning
Their nuclear arms in the solar breeze,
There will be no war unless Kim Jong-un
Gets diarrhea and shits himself in public—
Then her dark geometric stockings and cellophane bikini
Won’t be able to conceal her vintage cooch