The Fun of It
Having the zest of desire thwarted
she throws a ripe pear to the ceiling
which splatters only a bit
and does not drip
causing her one and a half
night stand
to righteously rise from the bed
and leave as if baby were dirty
or born with less than a brain
and thrashing around
just for the fun of it
* * *
Roberta Gould's 10th book, Invisible Mountain, Woven Thunder, is out as a manuscript. Her previous books include Louder than Seeds, Pacing the Wind, Not By Blood Alone, Only Rock and In Houses with Ladders. Her work has appeared in many poetry magazines. More information and poems can be found on her website: robertagould.net. She blogs at http://robertagould.wordpress.com/
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