MOLESTED BY THE ROSES

NICE WATCH

VERY SERIOUSLY AND OBVIOUSLY

SHE WAS A HOMOSEXUAL

AND HER AND HER

FRIENDS

STOOD TOGETHER

AND SEEMED

ALL TOGETHER                        UN HAPPY.

BUT, VERY MUCH I AM ALWAYS CONFUSING UN HAPPY

WITH “ATTITUDE” .

I ASSUME THERE ARE GIFTED BEINGS

WHOM CAN DIFFERENTIATE.

I BE NOT ONE OF THEY.

ANYWAYS,

STANDING NEXT HER AND HERS AT THE BAR,

I SAID, NICE WATCH.

AND MEANT, NICE WATCH.

THEN SUDDENLY SHE SAID NOTHING

AND GRABBED HER VERY UGLY FRIEND AND KISSED HER

DEEP

INTO THAT FAT WET MOUTH

AND, WITH HER CONCENTRATION-CAMP-FACE

AND HAIR CUT,

SHE TURNED HER HEAD QUICKLY TO LOOK AT ME DIRECTLY INTO THE EYES OF MINE WITH FIRE OF HERS.

I TOOK A DRINK OF WATER AND NODDED GOODBYE,

AND STOOD THERE, WITH ELBOWS ON THE BAR,

THINKING, ITS SUCH A FOUL THING, THE WAY PEOPLE TURN IT ALL INTO SEX.

A poem by Tommy Dougherty III

Distributed by SCORPIO DOG PRESS, Costa Mesa

Copyright October 1993

“FOR ADDITIONAL COPIES OR BOMB-THREATS OR LOVE-THREATS DIAL SEVEN ONE FOUR 548.06.35″