Without Knowing Your Gender...,


(nonetheless ex post facto still flattered)


Bhutan names defy affiliating,
determining, identifying... gender,
and what a faux pas this dada admits,

when a blessed high school
student did league gully tender

benighted, gifted, ordained yours truly
with sobriquet "Guru"
alluded to in previous poem, render
ring this foolish hearty good fella (me)
falling prey to embarrassing situation,

(I did misrender
as would be expected
from this crash test dummy,
who dented his psychological fender),
vis virtual mind bender,

when an initial presumption
smarted Matthew Scott as offender,
asper online youth NO pretender
by him, aye mean the sender
communicated his admiration,

adoration, adulation for this big spender
of sincerity, viz singular poetic magi - (ha)
made presumption that

unknown messenger slender,
and female, and

upon enclosing appender
referencing person as "lovely princess"

did respondent clarify finding deface
of zee poet here -
logic chops went thru blender

as if slapped by a suspender
experiencing irrevocable shame

as though a contender
attempting to guide false supposition
playfully mistaking sexual

identity of male sender,
he (young kneeler)

bowed as winning scoring goaltender
down as mine professed
metrical feet, he who acquiesced

non Asian minor, friender
NOT seeking moneylender,
nor mistook my heart of gold),
mine apology I did obligingly surrender

and possibly chuckled to himself,
asper an uproarious hellbender
whereat my countenance turned
fifty plus shades of lavender.


  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 17th, 2019 12:28
  • Category: Forgiveness
  • Views: 16

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