By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 13 October 1999

union of the FAKE

too dumb to comprehend a symbolic gesture a hint
of depth a juicy glob of good
god! what kind of girls were you weaned on, boy?
my guess is that they were stupid and clueless
and one-dimensional
my guess is that you have loved
quite a few
loud cartoons
my subtlety was lost
on you
you missed out
on a lot
of great irony
you were blind
to at least a million
shades of gray
I thought I gave you more
than your Oriental chic ever did
the one who bored you
with her
cock and pussy chit chat
and stale e-mail jokes
I could have sworn
I pulled the rug out from under your feet threw you for a loop shook your 
snow globe
created drama where before there was only monotony and the pale possibility of a
one-night stand
I must be delusional
I must have dreamt
the whole thing
was I not your
sublime mystical ball busting girl?