Magical
So my new hobby is writing shit
And sending it to magazines.
My boyfriend's hobby is writing
Letters to the editor.
He also writes to Roger Ebert:
One time, about a racist
cinematic phenomenon he calls
"the magical black man,"
a guy whose latent juju is entirely
at the service of some white
dude with no soul. "No soul"
is why my first boyfriend's
mom made him quit the piano.
She should just have admitted it;
She'd popped out a robot, and no
Black man could save her from that.
I've known midi machines with more
Humanity than her kid. He dumped me--
Get this--because I laughed
At shit he didn't understand.
He always thought I was
Laughing at him, which maybe
I shoulda been, 'cause, in
Retrospect, he was pretty
Funny. Not the things he
Said. Just him. Robot
Boyfriend in the Third Dimension!
I got a new boyfriend now
But no magazine article
But maybe
I could find a magical
Black magazine to send
Shit to, get me what soul I lack, yeah,
And maybe if Ebert got himself a tan,
He'd finally answer one of
My boyfriend's fucking letters.
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