The Butt Crack: A Villanelle by Marguerite Kearns

THE BUTT CRACK

 
Thirty days at a nudist colony free.
The cover-up started with a large fig leaf.
A vacation or a sentence laid on me?
 
Pasties cover my nipples, no more to see.
My body feels as big as an ocean reef.
Thirty days at a nudist colony free.
 
I have everything planned if I got to pee.
And I’ll paint up a storm like Georgia O’Keeffe.
A vacation or a sentence laid on me?
 
The problem is my butt is no longer wee.
A feast for mosquitoes. A dish of roast beef.
Thirty days at a nudist colony free.
 
How to cover the butt crack, I say “Oh, gee.”
Spreading the duct tape is giving me much grief.
A vacation or a sentence laid on me?
 
Now with my outfit, I can go on a spree.
Feathers in my hair as if I am a chief.
Thirty days at a nudist colony free.
A vacation or a sentence laid on me?
 

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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