Some of the best poems you'll read - Perigee
Some of the best poems you'll read - Perigee
Some of the best poems you'll read - Perigee
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"Her Ride"<br />
by Eileen Malone<br />
FIRST PLACE WINNER<br />
Pierced, tattooed and tight<br />
in handkerchief top and low<br />
and I mean low, slung jeans<br />
slipping down her angst<br />
she gets her young body up<br />
from its squat before <strong>the</strong> stage<br />
to perform her puce streaked rage<br />
in patchouli, cedar poetry that<br />
has barely been skirted before<br />
paperless poetry, memorized<br />
or ad libbed as it goes<br />
her friends in <strong>the</strong> back <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> room<br />
whoop and call back in chorus<br />
yeah, right on, fucking A<br />
she yells, screams scarlet, rocks<br />
back and forth, won't take it<br />
anymore, ever again<br />
fuck you, fuck all <strong>of</strong> you<br />
foot stomping, bellowing<br />
cheering, she bells, gyrates<br />
bumps and grinds, hollers<br />
about migrant farmworkers<br />
war mongers, pink, bald corporate<br />
see-eee-ohs, oh see <strong>the</strong> ee-ohs,<br />
<strong>the</strong> ass holes, for what <strong>the</strong>y are<br />
she wants a rough sex affair<br />
with Ferlinghetti or McClure<br />
or someone equally old, beat<br />
doesn't care who knows it<br />
wants to be lustily mentored<br />
into famous poet status<br />
now, at <strong>the</strong> height <strong>of</strong> her beauty<br />
so she can <strong>the</strong>n leave her old, old poet<br />
and run <strong>of</strong>f with a younger<br />
upcoming, chapbook publisher<br />
to live in Greece or Sicily<br />
for a summer, drink cheap wine<br />
and write Pulitzer prize winning
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