(Originally published by The Beatnik Cowboy)
a mosquito hawk walks across the table
as stir-fry is on the stove
my glass is not yet empty
so I’ll attempt to write something
a pretentious
fantastical
far-fetched show
about one guy trying to find
love from 30 or so different women
is on the television in the next room
this show has always struck me as
implausible and doltish
we are giving one man
30 women to choose from
all bidding for attention and
throwing themselves at him
such a foolhardy and asinine scenario
this show that numerous women watch
baffles me because this same man
on any given Saturday night
would bend over backwards to
bend over any one of these women
but now because of the cameras
and game show backdrop
he is king shit with the king dick
able to choose his perfect mate
but in actuality
a man goes out hoping he gets to fuck
a woman leaves the house
knowing whether or not
she is getting fucked
it’s just so disheartening and counterfeit
my drink is drained
the stir-fry needs to be stirred
the mosquito hawk is nowhere in site
Gloomy Forebodings 