Monday, October 29, 2018

POETRY MONDAY: I'M THE KINDA GIRL

Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,

I haven't written a poem in a long time. I came up with this one following a conversation with a co-worker. Please keep in mind that the "I" in a poem is not necessarily the poet. It is a poetic persona. I assure you I do not cheat at work. I don't even know how I would cheat at work.

Please do not use my work to introduce your children to poetry. They will have all sorts of questions that you won't want to answer.


Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug


I'm The Kinda Girl


I'm the kinda girl who 
                                   tells men to leave money on the bureau on their way out the door.
I'm the kinda girl who
                                   cheats at work.
I'm the kinda girl who 
                                   can't remember her ex-husband's name.
I'm the kinda girl who
                                   tells her friends she's busy when she just doesn't wanna go out.
I'm the kinda girl who
                                   reads Chaucer in Middle English.
I'm the kinda girl who
                                   sucks your dick because I want to.
I'm the kinda girl who
                                   shits on your behind your back.
I'm the kinda girl who
                                   gets called a bitch a cunt a whore because I am a bitch a cunt a whore.
I'm the kinda girl
                           yeah I'm the kinda girl
                                                               yeah I'm the kinda girl who
                                                                                                           does what she wants when she                                                                                                                   wants.
I'm the kinda girl 
                            yeah I'm the kinda girl
                                                                 yeah I'm the kinda girl





so fuck you.

35 comments:

  1. Sometimes, in some circumstances, I would like to be that kinda girl.
    In some ways (despite cheating at work) she is more honest than I am.

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  2. The only thing I could relate to would be reading Chaucer in Middle English--LOL! But I can empathize with the anger.

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    1. It's interesting that you see anger. I wasn't angry when I wrote it. I was laughing.

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    2. Seemed like angry defiance to me. Like a big "screw you". Maybe I have seen too much of the news lately. Or I just don't find the humor in those things. Well, glad you found it funny, anyways.

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    3. It was funny at midnight after working for ten hours.

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  3. You should do Valentine cards :)
    R

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  4. Hi Janie - I'll just gently endorse the others' comments - cheers Hilary

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  5. This poem packed a punch and needs to the thought about before commenting.

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    1. I don't think it's worth much thought but I try not to think too much.

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  6. This made me think of a certain girl...............not me, just saying

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  7. Nope. You may have written the poem in the first person, but that's definitely not you. I hate it when people assume that any poem or story I write in the first person is all about me.

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    1. Why isn't it me? I want specifics.

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    2. You said it yourself. You don't cheat at work. And -- oh, yeah -- I don't think you'd shit on anyone behind his or her back. To their face, maybe, if you really felt justified...

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  8. Your finale says it best, and it reminds me of why you won my anti-Valentine's Day contest a year or two ago.
    Love from that kind of girl.

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  9. This would be an interesting selection of cards in a card shop :)

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  10. I was reading Rick Watson's reply as I was taking a sip of tea. I had to stop to grab some paper towels to clean my screen.

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    1. Rick will do that to you. He's told me a couple of times that I made him spit out his tea.

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  11. You say you weren't angry but it sure sounds that way!!

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    1. I guess the poetic persona is angry. I wasn't at all. My friend and I laughed so hard at can't remember my ex-husband's name.

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  12. The poem kinda made my jaw drop, but more importantly, it made me curious about what the heck kinda conversation you had with your friend that predicated these words springing to your mind?! I have a feeling there was much laughter involved.

    No way anyone could think the 'I' in this poem is the "you" we all know and love. But, um, I dunno about the Valentine card-designing gig... might not be a good fit... :)

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    1. We were talking about how to handle a certain problem that comes up at work. That led to cheats at work, but something needed to come before it. So I came up with the first line and the ex-husband line while we walked to our cars. I wrote the rest of it (in my head, not on paper) while I was driving home. The minute after I pulled into my driveway, I put the entire poem on my phone.

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  13. And fuck you, too. I mean that in the nicest way. Awesome poem!

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  14. I've seen girls like this and generally try to avoid them :D

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  15. This poem made me laugh, Janie. I have had many of these feelings in my lifetime. You go, girl 👍🏻Linda@Wetcreek Blog

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  16. You go! LOL I found this funny and assertive ~ not angry. And I liked the poem format. If I were still teaching, I'd experiment with that poem structure with my second and third graders. I accidentally called Terry by my ex-husband's name for a good year or more. Fortunately Terry hung in there. I have read Chaucer in Middle English ~ studied Chaucer for a whole semester ~ one of my favorite courses ever. And I will say I'm busy when I don't want to go out. Have a great day!

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