It Is What It Is

Rodin’s thinker felt deeply misrepresented in his pose
he had been simply doing his business in privacy but
paparazzis had caught him seemingly sitting on a rock
nothing on his mind but having a pee after a night out
too much beer with his mates in the pub and all that
was on his mind was whether there were painkillers
in the vanity unit to soothe his nauseating hangover

twitter went mad and the tabloids fronted his image
raised him onto the dubious pedestal of iconic status
attested him with clarity of thought and contemplation
he had only been looking at the bathroom mirror and
counting tiles and toothpaste stains in the marble sink
did not mind so much that he was nude in portraits
they painted because the truth must be stark naked
and he was not one to falsify events and their cause

but taking his ablutions out of context made him
feel shame rather than reason for he was abused 
in nature’s call and his wife might object but he would
never again sit down on the loo when having a tinkle


10th March 2021
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Lamoureux Avatar
March 13, 2021 at 6:41 AM
This brought a smile. Thanks for your visit. ;0)
Devonshire Avatar
March 11, 2021 at 9:42 AM
What a clever take on Rodin's "Thinker" sculpture! You gave me a great laugh, Kai. And there's a lesson to be learned on where you choose to relieve yourself :) Best wishes, Carolyn
Andresen Avatar
March 11, 2021 at 3:42 AM
- You're right, Kai : " he was not one to falsify events" ... the naked truth nothing to hide :))) - A great poem :) - I was too late for your last contest, but have posted it anyway :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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