It started out with a simple Facebook post, sharing an article posted at Mashable on how the Internet had a field day Photoshopping Kim Kardashian’s butt from her “Paper Magazine” cover.
Then, there was a dare by my Facebook friend, Linda Rogers, to Photoshop Kim’s butt with my “almost famous” Bun Anus meme.
I rejected this dare, thinking of where my FACE would be if it were real. This hold out led Linda Rogers (Victoria’s poet laureate) to write a fabulous poem in honour of Kim Kardashian’s butt.
So, I relented and posted the Bun Anus meme.
Voila – Kim Kardashian Butt Meme with Poem. It’s So Contemporary. Enjoy.
DANGEROUS SUBURBS by Linda Rogers van Krugel
What lovelier shapes than wind
eroded sandstone, salt-washed
rocks at tidelines, sun-ripened
peaches on garden walls? They
beg the appetite; as do famous
for being famous badonkadonks
oiled and photoshopped on our
billboards and men’s magazines.
Bite me, kiss my ass they
seem to say, worship my
whoopiecakes. The worm’s
in the apple; the serpent’s
alive and well, long after
the first garden became
dangerous suburbs for colonisation.
Bend over, they say, assume
the position, as rows of little
children line up to take down
their pants, never again to
experience such intimacy, the
sting of the switch, the ephemeral
erection, both sides mesmerized
by the arc of the philosopher’s
whip, anticipation of feeling.
Such beautiful calligraphy, a disturbance
of air, signatures infidels borrow from
jihadi poets to send fatwas to gravity
challenged dookies rattling like change.
Shake your change, shake your money-maker.
You can’t take it with you, neither ass nor assets,.
music that inspires dementia ladies,
juke boxes filled with nickels and dimes,
to get up and dance, so they forget
everything: the taste of peaches and sex,
the fear of whips, everything but the
sound of waves, wind eroding stone…
the safe parameters of lust.