Stinky Old Men

Some of the great American writers

were nothing but

stinky old men.

Their words so keenly disguise

immaturity

and narcissistic rage.

Sometimes the only thing I respect,

aside from their beautiful language,

is that I can call them on their

faults,

but only if I don't sleep with them.

You can insult the ego of an author

who sprays his fists with

Teflon,

thus avoiding tears,

but it changes if you

sleep with him.

His words are daggers.

He'll use them against you if he has

a bad day

cuz you make him feel vulnerable.

No cop will arrest Hank.

He gives the blue collar man hope.

Blue collar women have to

choose their poison, I guess.

I've kissed Romeo's lips for a taste.

Men with sour smells seeping from their pores.

It's just cologne for a secret fragrance.

I can't worship at the altar of a man

who doesn't know his own stench.

So long as there's no sex, I can worship you,

you stinky old man.