"best of" poem of the day 06.07.16

hey, sexy

her cellphone says

hey, sexy, you have a text message

as she stabs at spears of garlic chicken

with a plastic fork and sighs

hey, sexy, the phone says minutes later

you have a text message

as she drinks soda and belches

hey, sexy

while she reads the new york post

horoscope page

asking us all of our signs

her cellphone says,

hey, sexy, you have a text message

while she’s in the bathroom

running water

taking a shit and playing video games

hey, sexy, her phone begins

but she’s too busy talking about

the royal family and some starlet’s exposed ass

to listen

hey, sexy,

her phone starts to chirp again

but she grabs the sucker

and shuts it off

throws it in her bag

and goes back to killing her lunch

hey, sexy,

you have a text message

her phone says through the muffled contours

of knock off leather

but she’s beyond all of that now

they say that too much flattery

can sometimes make a relationship

grow cold.

                                                                        08.27.12