CRAP BITCHES
and other poems
Gwyneth Paltrow
thanks for the hate mail
I thought you were Gwyneth Paltrow
it’s sick the way you keep having sex without me
how many sex therapists does it take to screw Israel and the US
one to hold the disconnected narwhal hater
and the other to bury his liquid cocaine
a 300kg, 1-year-old hippo lives 6 miles away max
and walks across the Maryland countryside
to talk to powerless people
a giraffe made fun of him because he had to
(a giraffe who’d looked at the sun too long
and was going blind)
he was wearing a large Ginsberg sweater
and therefore represented authority
he had that “I did not have sex with that woman” look
sex is like air
it’s not important
unless you’re disassembling churchyards