National Poetry Month 06 – Of Course

Of course a guy would try to sway away
The dearest prize his love could give with some
Half-cocked bullshit about a flea*. To say
That you are clever-smart is for a bum
To point to any house and call it home.
Oh sure, it is a home, but his it’s not.
You can say that you have written what none
Have done before. But she in wit can spot
Your lie. To call that precious gift a flea
Is to call Harmandir Sahib red rust.
You seek to claim the rarest pearls only
To see that the oyster is ashes, dust.
To woo your love, esteem her not so low.
Don’t write the flea, but try mosquito, bro.

*This sonnet is in response to John Donne’s “The Flea” (1633, from Songs and Sonnets)


~ by hankimler on April 7, 2016.

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