poetry and poets

Sunday, April 03, 2005

bad manners

Samuel Akiva Pui-Ying Huang Skeist

Went out to lunch with my penis the other day. The waitress came over to take our order. When she asked my penis what he wanted to drink he just sat there, staring at her breasts. She cleared her throat, raised her eyebrows and asked again. Finally, he looked up, “Oh, um… coffee… black.” Then, believe it or not, he flashed her a wink. She rolled her eyes and walked away. I threw my penis a frustrated glance, “Can’t you be a little more respectful?” “What? Tell me you didn’t see them things?” (Deep sigh.)“You’re so embarrassing.”