PRIORITY

PRIORITY

A Poem by Glen Fitch

          


    Whatever! Sure!
        What's your bizarre request?
        I've worn assorted panties,
            briefs and thongs for others,
                sitting still as they've obsessed
                    of life, of love,
            and catalogue their wrongs.
    Like there's the guy
        who had me call him "dad."
            I'm cool.
    So what's your preference?
         "Sir?" or "Son?"
            Come on.
        It's no time to feel tired or sad.
            You paid for this.
                The evenings just begun.
    We all pay.
        God, by masters
            I've been trained in guilt,
                betrayal, denial, and jealousy.
            Intimidate or plead.
                You're choice.
    Your feigned concern is nice.
        Tonight's 'bout you not me.
            No matter how mistreated,
                tricked or scarred,
            Right now,
        it's all 'bout you
            and keeping hard.

 

 

© 2008 Glen Fitch


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Glen Fitch
Glen Fitch

Monterey, CA



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