Analysis of Various Perversities
That Samsung ad sails past on the bus’s flank:
the one of a svelte blonde who embraces a TV
reflecting nothing but her own glazed gaze.
A gender-bent, post-mod Narcissus, she yearns
to kiss herself in the boob-tube of misdirected love,
a vacuum that has sucked out her pith,
then broadcasts it back as an unappeasable God.
At the gym, mirrors imprison me. I gape at my body,
chase physique’s Holy Grail on a treadmill,
yet never smash through the glass screen of desire.
Is it me or have we all swallowed the kool-aid
of a cult whose bodacious icons sell Self
on every wall? My own face swells like an angry cloud.
I can’t see what you look like anymore.
*Click on the audio icon below to hear Malcolm Farley read his poem “Analysis of Various Perversities.”