The Problem with Gretchen Hummel
Gretchen Hummel doesn't thrill me much,Despite her appetites. I do enjoy the way
She looks. Blonde and shapely Slovak
Goddess, I can't say I've tired of attempts
To keep her satisfied, but, once the cigarettes
Are smoked, and lights have been turned on
Again, and we are either still in bed or dressed
And in her living room, and there's no sound
Except TV, I feel a certain emptiness. I wish
She had something to say, something which
Wasn't about work or vacuous celebrities.
A word or two of clever talk would sate
My appetite.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2019-07-03 at 18:21
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