NEW MEDIA
NEW MEDIA
In the bargain bin
of the gay sex shop
we find an entire catalogue
of tiny sex novellas.
They are paperback, just larger than pocket sized,
with 1980′s photographs
of hardcore acts wrapped around the cover.
The unintentionally beautiful typography
presents a bevy of
no nonsense titles
like:
“Gang Bang Boys”
“The Older Man”
and “Blow Jobs.”
Inside “Blow Jobs,” the crisp yellowed pages
turn just the same as any
classic tale plucked from the central library shelf,
though the prose itself reveals
quick plot lines rich with
descriptions of raging
dicks and thrusting
asses.
How difficult it must be,
I think,
for the author of “Blow Jobs”
having spent so many years
mastering his craft
only to have the market
wrenched away from him
by the brunt of video sales
and the unrelenting internet.
We thumb though them all,
his life’s work
some forty books
piled there
under a layer of discount dust
no chance for redemption
and I wonder-
“Author of “Blow Jobs,”
where are you now?”