Not Poetry

Oh happy meat and Yahoo! glue
put it on a pole, not a plate
complex misogyny aside
going naked for the fur
is sexist enough, no?

My evergreen soap dish with Oriental
underpinnings and colonial dishtowels
are hooded and bare like prisoner
costumes. Indigenous translations
lighting recipes of bone-in thighs
slathered with pot butter used
furtively to impregnate my daughter.

There is a strange movement in the writing world to put keywords into Google and mine the results for a poem. It has been suggested this is similar to what Burroughs did with Beat Poetry a while back, but I disagree. At least he was interested in creating meaningful and important work that informed the world around us. These outliers are specifically trying to write bad poetry - to what end I do not know. My teacher gave us this assignment to write this type of poetry, and since I am such a good student I did as I was told. You are all the beneficiaries of my efforts.