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haggard and black eye circled, I stood before her, (in the special silence of the shocked "I can't believe what I'm seeing") The Goddess Witch of the Bathroom Magic Mirror, in my awoken normal deplorable e-state, taking a poll of the the toll the working years had blessed me with, crow's feet nests, red eye eggs, and forehead furrows colloquially called the Mississip-pis, saggy used as a compliment, rotunda my unsupine fecund shape, as in, "what a nice generous cowling^ you have!" a nose that looked clown-borrowed and improperly affixed, looking like the wreckage of a ship that accidentally crashed into a harmless oil tanker a three-times-my-size destroyer named Life the bathroom mirror looked upon me with haughty askance, imputing and impugning my raggedy Andy human exterior, until it at last laughed so hard, it cracked into a 1000 pieces as shards bloodied my hands and now, in addition, checker-boarded my scraggled unshaven cheeks, a voice from the bedroom screeched: *did you ask again the mirror who's the fairest in all the land ********* Warned you, she hates when you take advantage of her, with your white male privilege, calling her, **The Goddess ***** of the Bathroom Magic Mirror** clearly a simple case of mistaken identity, upon looking in the mirror at myself all I growled was ***"you one ugly pasty white son of a ***** <•> 8-22-17 1:11am
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Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 1:50 AM UTC
White Male Privilege (The Goddess Witch of the Bathroom Magic Mirror)
haggard and black eye circled, I stood before her, (in the special silence of the shocked "I can't believe what I'm seeing") The Goddess Witch of the Bathroom Magic Mirror, in my awoken normal deplorable e-state, taking a poll of the the toll the working years had blessed me with, crow's feet nests, red eye eggs, and forehead furrows colloquially called the Mississip-pis, saggy used as a compliment, rotunda my unsupine fecund shape, as in, "what a nice generous cowling^ you have!" a nose that looked clown-borrowed and improperly affixed, looking like the wreckage of a ship that accidentally crashed into a harmless oil tanker a three-times-my-size destroyer named Life the bathroom mirror looked upon me with haughty askance, imputing and impugning my raggedy Andy human exterior, until it at last laughed so hard, it cracked into a 1000 pieces as shards bloodied my hands and now, in addition, checker-boarded my scraggled unshaven cheeks, a voice from the bedroom screeched: *did you ask again the mirror who's the fairest in all the land ********* Warned you, she hates when you take advantage of her, with your white male privilege, calling her, **The Goddess ***** of the Bathroom Magic Mirror** clearly a simple case of mistaken identity, upon looking in the mirror at myself all I growled was ***"you one ugly pasty white son of a ***** <•> 8-22-17 1:11am
^ a cowling is a a contoured housing as around the engine of an airplane, racing car, outboard motor, etc., usually having ducts or vents or the big shapless robe a monk wears
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Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 1:50 AM UTC
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