Here's a short poem i just wrote. It's entitled, "What if Cows Were Turtles?" Ahem:
What if…cows were turtles?
And what if turtles... were Jews (they are)?
The sun, the moon, the wounded soul of my desire.
I see the world through a skeleton of milk and shattered glass.
Reaching, for a luminescent pen.
Where do you get off Dearest Carmen San Diego?
Lacing your corset with opium and fresh freri-jacque-ah (maracas)?
Scarfing pecan pie from whenceforth a cloudy day upon November?
I implore you kindly to step on thy treadmill
In order that you may rid yourself of your extraordinarily unsightly appearance
You giant, flabby fuck.