Today's poem is by Natalie Shapero
(point) To stop a crime in progress,
racking the action is often enough.
(counterpoint) Woody Allen: NOTHING WORTH KNOWING
CAN BE UNDERSTOOD WITH THE MIND
EVERYTHING REALLY VALUABLE HAS TO ENTER
YOU THROUGH A DIFFERENT OPENING.
So much dark
I would like to be kept in. When I said you could think of me
as your therapist,
I meant can you leave the room and I'll make notes?
The housecat was declawed for her aggression, but turned only
more combative post-procedure. This was against her interests
and also was expected. She had developed a hypervigilant
tendency, symptomatic of trauma-related stress, of being pinned
and severed of defenses. She was quick to battle and couldn't
fend anything off. Stitching her side at the clinic, the doctor waved
away cash: COME NOW, YOUR MONEY'S NO GOOD HERE.
(point) THE IT GIRL FINALLY HAD AN ORGASM AND HER DOCTOR
TOLD HER IT WAS THE WRONG KIND.
(counterpoint) Woody Allen: I'VE NEVER
HAD THE WRONG KIND, EVER, EVER. MY WORST ONE
WAS RIGHT ON THE MONEY.
Some girls charge by the hour; some, the act.
And what can I do for you? I'm not the healthy sky downing
a raw egg yolk at night and spitting it
back in the morning.
I can dish it out but can't, and how
could you be so blasť
and how could you leave me in this low
lying state, replete with slings and swinging doors and how
many times have we all seen fucking Manhattan?
In the end, he gets with the teenage girl
and we really don't know how to feel.
I don't expect compassion.
Copyright © 2013 Natalie Shapero All rights reserved
from No Object
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