The Scarlet Later

If Hester Prynne were alive today,
No one would mark her with a Scarlet A,
All the homies would think it gangstah,
And say “It was me, I totally banged her!”
An aging husband that may be,
No more than a sugar daddy,
And no one would blame her for seeking younger hearts,
And those who did have working parts.
No one would worry or get too nervous,
And try to have her daughter taken away by social service,
And, In fact, at very best,
The plot would hold no interest,
And much to Nathaniel Hawthorne’s chagrin,
In modern times, The Scarlet Letter, never written.

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14 thoughts on “The Scarlet Later

  1. Reblogged this on Heavy Metal OG and commented:
    I’m not generally in the habit of promoting things here that don’t pertain directly to heavy metal so I hope you’ll allow me this one digression. My wife Marissa is a super talented poet, writer, and rock-n-roll supermom! Plus she’s an old school metal chick and has the underlying aesthetic to go with it. Also, she’s the reason that I’m here on the blogosphere at all.Check out her blog and give her a follow if you’re into such things…

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  4. I love your superb poetic lines, another fave of mine!! This bit made me smile! 😀
    ‘And no one would blame her for seeking younger hearts,
    And those who did have working parts.’

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