Poems
by KJ Hannah Greenberg

 

 

Drunk Emailing

 

Drunk emailing’s alike lighting schooners on fire, alike slapping a boss,

Alike sucking down candy-coated laxatives, alike jogging on train tracks.

It’s less than hilarious sharing sexual conquests with coworkers, ex-lovers,

Grown children, clergy, or acknowledging, to the world, that dozens of bitty

Confections got eaten because bud was fresh, abundant, excessively enjoyed.

 

Better to work as a pet groomer, to pick up roadside trash, hunt squirrels, or

Detain older sisters to story them over ill-omened roebucks, blue elephants,

Also, the sorts of moggies that waltz on human senses following midnight.

Safer to skate on springtime ice, play with BB guns, skin skunks, inhale a

Lot of glue; folks cast evil eyes on florescent tykes pottering via consoles.

 

 

 

 

 

Dore

 

Gilded, mayhap, covered with hyperbole, too, select acts

Seem desirous of escaping constructivism and relativism

As they strive to reaffirm the possibility of knowledge in

Confused semantics; a general understanding of societies

Remains necessary for those kinds of realizations to slog.

 

After all, much research focuses on scraps of no concern.

Regrettably, our interest lingers on casual contexts, upon

Entertainment or sports, else, discussions of comfortable

Methodology. Qualms linger as valuable analytical tools

For grasping divers primitive, pedestrian, circumstances.

 

Influencers’ goings-on readily steer our clasp of confluent

Actions. No matter that we drub our designs, all divergent

Judgements seize up. Instead, creativity sallies vitalities if

Such happenstances exclude erroneous exchanges, ignore

Our gold-plated efforts to conceal and deconstruct shams.

 

 

 

 

Boujee Girls

 

Huzzah! Mere seasonaires, those mademoiselles traipse past

Sundry faulty objectives based on “fallacious” uncertainties.

Outer approval creates upper class airs, doings all salacious.

Said, insipid gals cannot be conditors of profound decisions.

 

“Delightful,” “high vibration persons,” customarily somewhat

Sanctimonious, partially lack probity, at times seem alacritous

To be in flagrante in public. Fearful folks, they jeopardize lots

Swerking; they endeavor being steadily quoted in broadsheets.

 

That coterie’s unfunny spoonerisms wane balancing wisdom via

Atypical responses to patchy Internet/phone overhauls, elsewise 

Detach themselves from engaging mediated panic. Bandwagons

Maneuver elections & protest many exorbitant utility payments.

 

Desideria like theirs lack advertence. Basically, they’re fundamental,

Sojourning across sere interpersonal landscapes, where no diversion

Program aids lost little lasses in locating associates amending absent

Popularity. Instead, they often resort to questionable deeds.  Hurrah!

 

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