This Is Why I’m Known As Elmer Fudd
(To My Friends!)
Watch another movie about older sex.
I really want to give you a hug. Let’s
talk. But please not an escalation of
accusations. God, maybe a few
rejoinders? Then we vacuum on
all fours. I know you fixed it
but I used it, okay? No, don’t
scratch that word out. Yet.
Open up a jar of community.
I’m not the one who thinks
neighbors should be
instant friends. I do always
wonder how that never works out
for me, though. I don’t try because
I’m better online. Rent Finding Nemo.
Makes me think the bullying PSAs by
all the famous people are working. I
didn’t even realize there was a backlash.
Or uprising. People have to get upset
about something. One of my neighbors was all
“Not in my neighborhood” one day, Otto
and I walking hand in hand down the street.
Color my quick retort mode lazy. Hell yeah
in my neighborhood, hello bitch! I still jump
at faggot or feel all hurt inside. I don’t reclaim
fucked up words, either. Which is entirely false.
I mean I don’t make them. And they don’t make me.
Okay, shit, then we just vacuum on all fours. Shut up.
Otto and I walking hand in hand down our street.
