GUYS IN THE SINGLES BAR. by John Grey

their theories are anachronistic  

the lines that back them up

pitiful

their obvious technique

squeezes all of the life out of making contact

to be honest

smut and flesh

are all they are about

they’d reject wonder

if they even knew what it was

and deny the extra-sensual

because

to them

beyond the body

there’s nothing

of course

they wouldn’t hear a thing

if you told them that

their curiosity ends

where yours

can’t be bothered

beginning 

John Grey is an Australian poet, US 

resident. Recently published in the Homestead Review, Harpur Palate and Columbia Review with work upcoming in the Roanoke Review, the Hawaii Review and North Dakota Quarterly.