Fenake Poem by zmz gbzn

There is a special group of human beings I know.At one time all of us worked together on a factory-farm.We did not raise kine, or pigs, or sheep.Nor did we sow acres of land with one genetically modified crop.Instead, with the aid of telephones and computers that were well out-of-date, we farmed sorrow.We were hired by this sorrow-farm to provide the customers of large, bloated, un-feeling, and miserly corporations with answers that they did not wish to hear to questions they did not want to be asking.Times were tough, but we found a way to stick together and laugh about things.

One of the young farm-hands who had been there longer than most of us went by the name of Fenake.It occurred to me at some point that this was quite an odd name, so I looked it up at the urging of Jams, one of the best farmers in our clique. We found that "the internet" has an Urban Dictionary that defines it a couple of ways:

1. fenake: a male cross dresser that is too manly looking for the attempt.

That fenake looks like a Viking warlord. That fenake reminded me of Silence of the Lambs.

2. fenake: a word that i made up when i accidentally typed the wrong word in the search bar [sic].

I accidentally typed fenake instead of female.

Both seem to capture what is essential about Fenake, especially the first, since his hair is long, blonde, and beautiful.However, there is a sister Fenake as well, who greatly enjoys slurpees.It seems only fair that one of the definitions apply to she for whom Jams lusts endlessly.The latter definition seems to fit her best, so Fenake (masculine)has been allotted the former.

It is many moons since our last harvest, and we have gone our separate ways, but the legend of the Fenake and his sister lives on in our hearts.Rbrty yimr I svvifrnyslly, um…. Every time I accidentally start typing with my fingers in the wrong spot, she haunts me.Every time I see an Icelandic man from behind and mistake him for her, I think of him.That's about it really.That's all I wanted to say.Bye for now, and stay warm.The city I inhabit recently experienced colder temperatures than Mars.It feels like home.

Zmz