The Slap

(28 March 2022)

Black velvety tunics,

At a gang-bang held for eunuchs,

When a joke that tasted sour

Brought a show of feeble power

And the man who did disparage

Proved the sham that was his marriage.

He laughed, then quivered at the cold

Of his woman’s eyes, and so he rolled

On stage and did lash out;

Returning to his seat, to shout.

Such doglike devotion

Gives the world a certain notion;

Laud a neuter to the nation

Or fix degrees of separation?

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[We’d rather read Chris Tsiolkas.]