No Company To Keep Poem by Minnie Gehrig

Restless hot summer night
to the neighborhood watering hole,
Seeking Conversation,
I should have brought a book to write in
Ice cold beer wash over me until I can deal
with this explotion of stupidity
They realy think im here out of lonliness
I feel for there ignorance of women

Though I did indeed meet a poet
he was in love
though he still had dirty intentions,
soft and young and intelligent,

I vow no more Poets!
I wish to love your thoughts only
for the body of a poet is a page to far gone
to write on.

Yet still I think of this beacon in a barrel of drunken phalluses
try to forget the questioning face of intelligance
the bombardment of philisophical ridicules questions
and that he asked me to dance, under the fairy moon!