POEM XL: BRITNEY SPEARS’S “PIECE OF ME”

If a melody could be made entirely out of beach balls
and cartoon cupcakes,
this would be that melody.

It sounds like the pink slime
that oozes from Venus’s shampoo bottle,
bubbles and sex
glugging down a drain
in slow pulsations.

Simper and pout,
wiggle and bounce,
she’s a porn star who made it through the looking glass
now she’s
wiggling her toes at us
wrinkling her nose at us
winking from the other side
of a bubblegum barricade.

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