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JEAN LEHRMAN |
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Will you be my husband, I'm willing to shave my head for you I'll wear a wig I'll even learn to cook I'll have ten kids for you all in a row, or maybe not, how about I'll take care of your ten kids from your dead wife and your brother's kids, just let me stop working for a while, money's tight and I'm tired of saying fuck you to the world, fuck it, fuck them 50 years is enough for anyone, even warrior women need a rest sometime It's a world empty of men now, suddenly a nuclear holocaust (my age) has removed the men from the face of the earth and I am willing to marry you now in spite of my history, I swear I'll be a good Jew, I'm willing to be ashamed I'm a woman the way god says, I'm pretty ashamed anyway, but mostly because of the paucity of men in my life, so why not just exchange one shame for another, at least we can all agree that I've sinned and that's why I've turned fifty. so I'll marry you if you'll forgive me my terrible past, or maybe I'll just lie and say I've been a virgin in search of the lord, instead of a slut in search of the god of cock and cunt and warm strong muscular arms around me holding me and men with visions of my perfection in their eyes. I don't know if I can teach you how to eat me I can show you all the toys as long as you get hard you can make me come, are dildos forbidden under Jewish law? maybe I can teach you to work out.
Jean Lehrman is a musician and counselor recently returned to the art of writing and reciting her poetry. |
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