- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Crazy Straws
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Click herePaula was a woman vain and homely without her curling iron. Her mouth was a wanting reservoir for men’s garbage. Her children were siphons gulping her life force through crazy straws. Paula used hairspray in excess, shellacking everything above the neck and sometimes even her thumbs. Below the waist she felt nothing. Her husband was incidental, he pet as he should at her firm fixed coiffure. Work was respite for him, for her. Strange sweaty men in both sanctuaries; his on the river on a barge and hers in her marriage bed and behind the cover of the levee.
- COMMENTS
Trixareforkidsalmost 10 years agoThe line in question made perfect sense to me. It read as absent minded affection and a lack of passion. Which perfectly set up what was to follow.
susansnowover 10 years agoAuthorsorry 'bout that guys. I'll do better next time.
Angelineover 10 years agobut I agree with Harry that the one line is unclear. Seems like maybe some sort of typo...I am not getting it. Otherwise, love it. Hairspray is a very good metaphor for rigidity.
