I wrote this today so that I would have something to read for the poetry slam that one of the clubs at Manchester was hosting. I didn't really have too much time to prepare it, but I'm pretty happy about how it turned out. Leave me comments and tell me what you think!
I'm not really invested in this...
by David Sahli
Please, correct me if I'm wrong.
You see, my English isn't so good.
So, it's possible that I may have misunderstood
your intent.
Could it be that possibly
you have an issue with me, being me?
'Cause, see,
I was just minding my own -
dancing
and singing -
not noticing you.
And in the bliss of my fabulous existence,
I seem to have stumbled into your
sad excuse for a reality -
a mistake I won't soon make again.
And then,
when I tried to leave -
to get back to my swingin' world
of sparkles and kittens -
you,
smitten with my zest for livin'
and being carefree,
chose to engage me in casual dialogue.
"'Ey, faggot!"
I believe is what you said.
And I must say that I was quite impressed
that you could articulate such a complex sentiment
without incurring a cerebral hemorrhage.
You were so original, so divisive, and so concise.
It's as if you've known me my whole life.
Out of mild annoyance
and lack of intrigue,
I accepted your welcoming invitation
to this stimulating conversation.
Without a second's hesitation,
I unleashed my reply
just between your eyes.
And with a practiced motion
I stepped around the fractured remains of your
dripping countenance and left you,
more or less,
the way I found you:
swollen-faced and uninteresting.
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