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Log InThis was submitted for our Valentines Day Poem Writing Contest via email to us and we felt it needed to be posted in its original format. To be honest it looks a lot cooler in a Word document. The stylized nature of the poem forms a Rose. Imagine that while reading it:
Q:What do you get when a Crooked Monkey pounds a Valentine’s Day poem from the exit?
A: Romance 101 (aka my submitted poem)
Romance 101
Hold a steady middle finger to whoever
insists that our relationship, our rose, replete
With soothing thorns and aromatic roots
Suffocated deep in the dirt of our past,
Is unlike any other plant. Remember
the beginning,
nervousness
armpit
stains,
sweaty
palms,
two
gametes
falling
in
soil’s
raunchy
orgy,
thrown
missionary
on one
another,
involuntarily
stapled
together.
Tragically,
gossip
oozed
into the
social
pipelines
bombarding
our voicemails
with sheer
vanity,
blinding
flashes from
disposable
cameras
trapping
our hearts
in 4 X 6
prison cells,
slapping
stereotype on all our fun, leaving us to deteriorate in the plastic rooms of a photo album.
