Saturday, Nov. 20, 2021
Reflection on NaNoWriMo 2002
Your tooth ache, an ivory tower
So let down your long perfect legs
I'll untie the knots
with my lips and my tongue
And rub Ambisol into your hair
'Cause those paper cuts kept you
from writing
A poem, so epic and true
About how you are cursed
with a beauty so great
I'm sure that it's hard
being you
So put down that book, it's too serious
I'll undress you as I make a joke
But please try not to laugh
as I swim in your flesh
Just hold your breath 'til I finish
So explain it again to me
slowly
About the physical world you transcend
I'll just watch your lips
and your perfect white teeth
And the cigarette that doesn't belong there
And the cigarette that doesn't belong there
Clem Snide
The Curse of Great Beauty
2001
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