Virtual showrooms are fashionable
almost too good sometimes.
I order pink, white and red things
that are expected to be delivered
some ten days later.
But he said,
Materialism is not for the poetic
He knows I was overjoyed
when neat brown packets came, some five days early.
I like pretty notebooks
that are wrapped in clear plastic.
But poets cannot be like that, he said
You smile too much
and your curves too showy,
you are not a poet.
Poets dress like they’re homeless
and have glasses as thick
as the skin I’ve developed.
Poets drink cheap rum
and of course,
large gray beards are always appreciated
I never thought you’d be smart,
girls without glasses
or stretch marks never are.
You’re far too thin
and your thighs, too big
you cannot be a poet.
If you were a poet
you’d have shadows beneath your eyes.
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