Rectum

Pity the poor rectum,

butt of jokes,

it gets no respect.

With billions of assholes on the planet,

there’s not one fan club

or lobbyist

to protect its interests.

Enough of this turn-up-the-nose,

never-in-polite-company stuff.

Let’s honor what’s been long hidden

in globes of flesh.

Why value the beginning more than the end?

We’d be shit out of luck without them both.

Besides, imagine the marketing possibilities:

Rectum beauty contests,

and living-end centerfolds.

Rectal cosmetics.

Enema recipe books.

Designer rectal thermometers.

And off-Broadway, the ‘rectal monologues.’

Think also of the IPO possibilities

and venture capitalists in a frenzy

at the thought of being left behind.