She quoted Keats and I succumbed,
my sloe-eyed Clementine.
A diamond ring, a mojo hand
could not keep her in line.
I sense it in the sneer of her
tentatively curved lips
tasting of hasty sunburnt mirth,
passion not divulged to mine.
Cuckold is a transitive verb,
and I'm the direct object,
That cheatin' vixen's indirect,
and I'm her latest project
That queen bee diagramming
verbal retentive diva,
deconstructive, revisionist
prevaricating Shiva
journeys too wild, cold and faithless,
chasing the vague dangling
notion of passion through carnage.
I'll save myself and leave her.
Cuckold is a transitive verb,
and I'm the direct object.
That cheatin' vixen's indirect,
and I'm her latest project.
Bridge:
That treacherous Shakespeare dominatrix-
buddy, don't think you were the first disruptive,
young man who couldn't be taught a thing or two. |
Submission Name: English Teacher
