- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Katie Bradley's Sea-monkey
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Katie Bradley's sea-monkey was not born in Simba skylight
No one played Brahms as it walked down the aisle
And all the shepherds were too busy to stop by.
It did not come with GOP nomination in newly formed fist
but instead raised it high in solidarity, saying,
"Birth is not like parking a car
And my mother has no guestbook nailed to her cervix.
I am nobody's party punch line punching bag
platform to stand on. I'll push you off the diving board
head first into her deepest waters, show you
that in the womb, black and white are irrelevant,
for ultrasounds come in shades of grey.
I will not be born into a world of oppression
I am no tumor to strangle, feed
on another's dreams.
Birth is a tango between two lovers
and you may not have this dance."
Katie Bradley's sea-monkey didn't live very long.
It seppuku slipped on the doctor's scalpel
and they read it's entrails for her future,
only learning that the missing link was all guts, no glory.
And poor Katie, forgotten and bleeding in her stirrups
could not ride off into the sunset.
her smile simpered and C-sectioned
asking
if she could stop
by the pet
shop on the
way home, to
pick up
a canary for her coal mine
as she
loved to hear
them
sing.
- COMMENTS
buttersabout 12 years agovisceral and unflinching. 'all guts and no glory' was good, but bettered (imo) by 'c-section smile'. a disturbing, uncompromising write. thankyou.
Nachthexeabout 12 years agofor me, anyone who mentions seppuku in their poem, even off-handed, wins a special spot. yukio mishima is a patron saint. thanks for sharing this!
DeepGreenEyesabout 12 years agoSuch rawness treated with such a deft and nimble touch. Terrific.
Tzaraabout 12 years agoand it has considerable strengths, but I am not sure quite what it's about. I think it is a poem about abortion, more or less from the point of the aborted fetus, but I could be wildly wrong about that. But even assuming I'm correct in that, I'm not sure what the narrator's position is on the subject.
Now the narrator might be conflicted about the subject (if it is abortion, one could hardly fail to be conflicted), but I think (and this is just opinion, of course) that the reader ought to have some sense of what the narrator's opinion is, especially given a controversial subject.
Maybe this is clear to other readers. Maybe (actually, more than likely) I am a complete idiot and the poem is about something else.
Anyway, your poem makes me think, even if wrong-headedly, and thinking is pretty much always good.
