Long as She's a Bitch!
Robert Scott Leyse
not over finicky, am easy to please –
Capable of falling for a wide range of tease.
Only one condition I count, one little hitch:
A girl's got to be a strife sowing bitch!
care if a girl's a star at debutant balls;
Or if she works at greasy eateries in malls –
Don't care if she's skilled at social one upsmanship;
Or prefers isolation, being outcast hip:
All social caste – from the gutter to filthy rich –
Is fine, as long as she's a scheming bitch!
care if a girl's plundered a lingerie shop;
Or if she's a rosy-cheek fresh from the sock hop –
Don't care if she's into Catholic schoolgirl plaid;
Or a biker tough who likes to look dirty, bad:
All fashion's acceptable, any style of stitch,
As long as she's a tantrum tossing bitch!
care if a girl's a nymphomaniac slut;
Or if she needs to be courted, plead with to rut –
Don't care if she's bedded two dozen baseball teams;
Or if no man's ever explored inside her seams:
I'll take maid or whore, any experience niche,
As long as she's a fight fomenting bitch!
care if a girl's into rubber bondage kink;
Or if she's fond of coupling on a skating rink –
Don't care if she must be wearing 'luminum foil;
Or if I've got to dress as Tiller of the Soil:
I'll embrace any fetish, all means to bewitch,
As long as she's an unrepentant bitch!
care if a girl's mouth ceaselessly runs riot;
Or if she barely breathes a word, is always quiet –
Don't care if she often speaks of Christianity;
Or if her vocabulary's half profanity:
Any subject matter, all forms of vocal pitch,
As long as she's a discontented bitch!
it magnetism or addiction –
Call it an emotional affliction;
Or the utter death of rational thought,
Willful disregard of all I've been taught:
I simply don't combust with peaceful girls –
Have little use for the Sunny-As-Pearls!
Yes, give me a wildcat or fitch:
There's nothing like bedding a bitch!
the explanation? I'm not masochistic;
It's simply that, for me, friction's alchemistic –
A means of engaging inner unrest,
Resolving self-conflict, emerging blest:
Nice girls are unable to dredge my deeps,
Exorcize the things that give me the creeps;
But a malevolent bitch – my oh my! –
Engages those things, routs them, bids them fly!
I'm in heaven – consider myself rich –
Only when being renewed by a bitch!
girls are a being struck with blindness,
Submission to slow killing with kindness.
That's right, nice girls are the gravedigger's ditch!
So I'll retain clarity with a bitch –
I'll remain alive and thrive with a bitch!
Any female, as long as she's a bitch!
was born in San Francisco, grew up in various locales about America,
lived in Paris for a spell, and now resides on Manhattan's Upper
East Side. Upon arrival in Manhattan he worked as a New York cab
driver on the night shift, with the aim of atoning for a sheltered
upbringing and having adventures the likes of which he'd never
had before and he wasn't disappointed; subsequently he acquired
over a dozen years of experience in the legal field, where he
was pleasantly surprised to find that additional adventures, of
the office politics and shenanigans variety, were to be had; presently
he works in the advertising field, where he's not looking for
any special adventures, having decided to explore the option of
separating work from fun and games and having secrets that are
easier to keep. He skis in Sun Valley, Idaho, surfs with board
and body in southern California and Puerto Rico, once took a belly
dance class in Green Bay, Wisconsin, and probably shouldn't mention
his lousy attendance record at the yoga studio down the street.
He eats fish heads and insects and drinks blood, but can’t
be paid to eat potato chips or cake.
is a co-founder and the editor of this webzine (launched May Day,
2001); and the founder and editor of the ShatterColors
Literary Review (launched May Day, 2006). His three
novels are: Liaisons for Laughs: Angie & Ella’s
Summer of Delirium (July, 2009), Self-Murder (April,
2010), and Attraction and Repulsion (June, 2011).
Long as She's a Bitch!
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