Zachary Scott’s Reviews > Girls That Never Die: Poems > Status Update

“i am not polite i am only inarticulate
overproud of my little arsenal

a stranger blows a wet tobacco kiss
through the window of my taxi

& i deploy my meager weapons
[dog] [pig] [donkey]

& finally my crown jewel
i pass my tongue across my teeth

crane my neck about the window
& call [your mother’s ]”