Poets Corner: Welcome To The Jungle by Morgan Parker


Welcome To The Jungle

by Morgan Parker

With champagne I try expired white ones I mean pills I mean men I think I’m going crazy sometimes really you think I’m joking I’m never joking All Men Have Been Created Equally To Shiver At The Thought Of Me is something I used to think but forgot or got drunk tried smoking something new put on a wig made a scene threw up in someone’s living room cooked too much food every time can someone just give it to me when I get home I know the answer is probably cleavage cleavage all the boys I know holding my arms down taking off my bracelets with their white hands I’ve pissed on a sidewalk in midtown watched a Joan Crawford movie at dawn art is nice but the question is how are you making money are you for sale people in movies are always saying I can’t live like this! packing a little bag or throwing down their forks I mean it one of these days my whole body might just go away like just standing in line at Whole Foods or Purgatory I wish I were a dream for you to suck on once I got four tattoos cut off all my hair died my hair blonde had a party had fifty parties looked for Jupiter and Venus in the smog painted and repainted my nails what can they do for you sir the question is where the fuck is the sun the answer is tip-toe into the park at midnight pretend it’s green like home


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