This is about writing groups and pointlessness, not necessarily sex.


Circle Jerks

He calls it mutual masturbation
When they say everything's coming up roses
And you ideas are fine and don't even try
Maybe I'm a little compulsive
Maybe I'm a little crazy
I'd rather get as good as I give
I take on their whole ideas and that one guy says
"I don't like that comma there"
I can handle a little criticism
Really
Really
I pull down my skirt and wipe my hand on my sweater
You'd think it would be more sticky
3 girls and one guy—kinda kinky
not at all
And all I come back with is grey and yellow
Stains on my copies
And I wonder why I came at all.




© 2006 Anne Westlund




Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2006-10-15 at 09:26

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