I’ll Eat Elsewhere
for J.S.

i
like an alley, a short cut
I had to take,
I had to go through
to get to the highway I’m on

highway I had to get to
to go on with life, with living,
to get to where I’m going

you must not imagine
that that or you were a sort of aim,
a sort of target or goal

it was merely an alley
I had to pass through
however unbearably unpleasant

I had to take that way,
go that way, to get to a clearing
to hear clearly, directions, instructions
for the rest of the way

ii
your pussy was but a corridor
to a much larger room,
a bitter way to awakening

you can have your pussy back
you can keep your pussy now

I’ve made all the use I needed
to make of it,
I am finished with the smell
and taste of it, bitter as piss


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
11:27 p.m. 25.12.07