Girl with iPhone
Here is a ribald example of anagram inspired poetry, this time based on a friend's name. It is not strange that anagrams should occasionally be ribald, they merely reflect the reality of our language, and indeed, they indicate what a part ribald matters play in our daily life.
The iPhone:
holy icon of the Apple church,
talisman of the future
and mecca of the nerd.
She clasps it,
tightly in her sweaty hand,
her senses peak,
the vibrator app running hot and sweet,
across her swollen clit.
"Oh free me, Steve" she whispers,
as the tide within her builds,
until at last,
in orgasmic frenzy,
she slides the slim device inside.
And there it stays,
erect,
touch sensitive,
convergent,
and stuck firm by uterine suction
to her cervix.
Intransigent!
in the vaginal gloom,
Where the nerd mecca,
jams her womb.
Warren Mars - May 2012