misplaced

there are red leaves

where coconuts should

be

and coconuts where

beehives should be

and moss on roses

and durian on grape vines;

this place is unusual –

I need a drink,

looking out into the sea,

endless and vast,

quiet and peaceful,

for the moment,

until

the sun has its moment –

I need a drink

to numb her pain

as I can’t do anything

but stare out at the sea

and laugh with her,

gazing upon

the sunset

while

the Monitors

mate in

the ditch

and we sip on

Tigers.

-JDR-

contemporary mating

dating…

i’ll tinder you,

i’ll match.com you,

i’ll OKcupid you,

i’ll eharmony you,

i’ll [enter ethnicity].com you,

but tell me this one thing

before we go any further,

are we gonna fuck

or

what?

cuz i can just swipe right

to the next one

who’ll most certainly

want to fuck this

royalty,

knighted by the Queen

herself

(pretend royalty, obvs;

it’s the internet…duh),

but i did eat the Queen out,

so that must count for

something;

dry aged pussy –

it’s the new foodie thang,

or will be soon enough.

i’ve always been a trend setter.

-JDR-