Beginning or end I’ve wondered, is it true? What goes around comes around—back to the beginning? Ingredients: Shake, shake, squirt, squirt, probe, probe. Then collect and deposit on Petri dish. Should you stir well or do they find themselves? Got to find housing for nine months, then—behold! Fruits of the doctor’s labor materialize!
Ruth Bryant
Now tell me—after said fruits have made full circle, do they return to their beginning? I think not!!
January 20, 2003
Ruth Bryant
Oh what a glorious sight to behold on awakening— Open the blinds, and behold! Winter wonderland! What purity! An artist’s dream of virginity— Unspoiled by human nature.
21st century blues
The branches abound with white—wait—
Today’s youth is singing the
it resembles…
“Only a Sperm Donor Blues.”
flowing soft white hair at various lengths.
Forgotten are the carefree Hip Hop dances with pulsating disco lights,
The tree trunks are divided in color,
where dancers were repelling magnets
because of the snow having blown in one direction,
or jumping beans.
only embracing one side. That eventually diminished to soft, pleading lyrics. I stand and observe this scene until virtually
Couples meshed together,
the snow-covered grass becomes—moi.
slowly pressing their pants or skirts as they gyrated sensually to the music.
Come children and romp!!
Ruth Bryant
The begging and promises followed. Succumbing to submission…. She now sings the “OSD Blues.”
Ruth Bryant
