WARNING: An Attempt at Slam Poetry

^{I hate}

^{your ability to}

^{squeeze into skinny}

^{jeans while I confine}

^{myself to stretch denim.}

 

^{Have I become so}

^{shallow that I envy}

^{the crazy Manhattan}

^{DJ in our midst}

 

^{or is it more.}

 

^{Have I really just wasted my}

^{time worrying about the life}

^{of a guy with bright colored}

^{clothes when it’s clear mine needs}

^{more attention.}

 

^{Have I decided the destiny}

^{of myself by the size}

^{of my thighs and waste}

^{my life thinking of}

^{the what if?}

 

^{No, that will not}

^{be me. I will be}

^{known for my}

^{attention to detail and}

^{the way my nose crinkles.}

 

^{The numbers on our dresses}

^{should be nothing more than}

^{what they are. They do not}

^{rate me as a person}

^{a lover or a mother}

 

^{Fuckers try to take me}

^{down because I can’t}

^{shimmy into single digits.}

^{I’ll give them a single digit}

^{to chew on while I}

^{apologize for ever doubting}

^{his threads.}

Reviews

[Kristina Moulaison]

LOL! The pictures this conjures for me are so very amusing!