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truly filthy words
by Maria Francesca"Let's fuck", he said
with a hot little gleam in his eye.
"Why would you put it so rudely?",
came my outraged reply.
"Rudeness," he said with a chuckle,
"is in the beholder's eye."
"See, when you're over me,
under me,
wrapped around me,
when we're writhing
and bucking
and dancing insane,
that, to me,
cannot be
in any way profane."
And with that
he snatched up the remote control
aimed it
and clicked it
and let loose from it
a barrage of truly filthy words:
we heard 'unemployment' and 'homelessness'
we heard 'molestation' and 'murder'
we heard 'cancer' and 'AIDS' and 'starvation'
we heard 'oppression' and 'corruption'
we heard 'ethnic cleansing' and 'terrorism'
we heard 'holy war' and 'peace keeping force'.
Finally, he raised the remote again,
pushed a button and brought an end
to the fighting and suffering and evil insanity
and totally altered my view of profanity
and so happy was I to be rid of that muck
that I looked in his eye and I whispered,
"Let's fuck." 08/05/2005 Author's Note: *
Posted on 01/25/2010
Copyright © 2024 Maria Francesca
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 01/25/10 at 07:40 PM Maria...I really don't think it's ever been said better...there is crudity and then there's cruelty, naughty and then there's crassness -and sometimes there's just blunt honesty instead of brutal horror. Wonderfully written. |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 01/25/10 at 08:19 PM ... well said.... |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/28/10 at 01:58 AM Wow! What a way to get the point across! Loved it! |
| Posted by Scott Utley on 01/28/10 at 08:39 PM FANTASTIC! |
| Posted by David Cunningham on 01/31/10 at 07:25 PM Excellent writing and such an interesting idea! |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 04/01/10 at 03:24 PM HA! Great write, crude, honest and simply wonderfully naughty! |
| Posted by JJ Johnson on 06/15/10 at 06:42 AM It's a rare thing when I read a poem and come away feeling that I truely wish I had written that poem. Well, tis is so good I can't describe how much I love it. All the well written comments aside, this just so perfectly describes the perception of words. It is both fun from a sexual perspective and soberingly serious on topics near and dear to my heart. Not that the latter is not near and dear to my heart, but the others are more commonly a part of my life. Can I have this and pretend I wrote it? Oh, and everybody who read it already has to forget they ever saw it. OK ok, I'll just add it to my favorites and come back and read it from time to time. I must know, did this really happen? JJ |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/05/11 at 03:09 PM Certainly a poem for our times. Love the wry humor, but matter of fact dealing of an all too serious subject. Well done! |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 11/16/11 at 04:09 AM The humor and weight of this poem is just awesomely done. A gem! |
| Posted by Rob Littler on 06/12/12 at 12:58 PM i like that rare motion one makes to acceptance and love, so quickly turns the tumultuous world. i end up feeling as if i am standing in the room. |
| Posted by W. Mahlon Purdin on 09/22/12 at 04:28 PM They say that poetry is often not what you think. It's what you feel. This poem took me from wondering what was "explicit" in this writing, to intensity and goofy-ness, thoughtfulness, incredible hopefulness, to finally laughing out loud. What a wonderful, emotive, living, poem this is. A pleasure to read. And remember. |
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