How many of you are poets out there? If you have any poems, short or long, prepared or impromptu, post them here. Perhaps you have a favorite poet whose work you would like to share. Feel free to post comments and share your thoughts. Consider this your poetry outlet!
Since Jesi, Monica and all are now hunting for shiny objects, it seems the first story has run its course. Here's a fresh start in a new genre (one with a distinct style but also with pretty obvious chauvinistic tendencies -- but continue it however you like!):
"Poo! You haven't been here in so long I can't tell you from another bill collector." I closed the door and followed her into my sanctum sanctorum. She had million-dollar legs, that girl, and she didn't mind showing them off. For a secretary she was an awful distraction. She kept her coal-black hair long in a page-boy cut and wore tight-fitting dresses that made me think of the curves in the Pennsylvania Highway every time I looked at her. Don't get the idea that she was easy, though. I've seen her give a few punks the brush off the hard way. When it came to quick action she could whip off a shoe and crack a skull before you could bat an eye."
(Mickey Spillane, I, the Jury)