Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Fuck You


Whenever I seem to look at my hands,
I single out a finger to be kissed:
The middle one—the longest one. It stands
Apart, like love, when I make a fist.





4 comments:

Quincy Lehr said...

Nicely epigrammatic. Have you sent this anywhere yet?

Shropshirelad said...

Hi Quincy--Thanks! I am glad you liked it.

No, I haven't sent it anywhere yet. Do you have any suggestions?

Quincy Lehr said...

Hmmm... Measure, maybe? They're trying to get less staid and sonnety. Paul Stevens at the Flea might like it. It's really just a matter of sending the things out over and over until someone says yes.

beektur said...

I love this. it will be my mantra for the next five years.