Published May 15th, 2025
by Nayma Chamchoun
Wistfully wander and wonder
in the apps where one flounders.
Lash against the left
which offers the inept.
Rundle onto the right
to romance delight.
In the backrooms of chat,
The wantonly gassed
salivate over prime cuts,
spewing salacious smut.
Worship the phallus,
drink from his chalice.
Admonishing the frigid lamb
unemamoured by the sham
of the chameleon's carving block
and crude crow of the witless cock.
Cock-will-diddle-you, Beat chest and thump,
That mouth! Now feed me breast and rump!
Feast your eyes on the prize
which rages against my flies.
Vacant vessels for lasciviousness,
Character and mind superfluous.
The mind minds the debasement
and misogynistic intent.
In the apps where the tiger claps back
at chaps whose brains live in their laps.
Condemning commodification,
Rejecting objectification.
Swipe, left, swipe right.
Feel the force of her swipe.
About the Poet
Nayma Chamchoun resides in London, England.
Read the poet's biography on Nayma Chamchoun's Artist Page.
This poem is included in Poetry World #12,
published in the Wax Poetry and Art Library.
Previously published in Europe Poetry Magazine:
Time Thieves
by Şükrü Çiftçi
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