If L.L. Cool J. and Sylvia Plath Had Gotten Down

sylvia I
Listen to the spoken word track w/ music here.
Don’t call it a Comeback—
L.L. Cool J. wooing
Sylvia Plath in broad daylight
where they dance
and get crazy theatrical
doing the Lazarus
(and doing it and doing it well)
Sylvia telling L.:
You know, Cool J.,
I used to do it
so it felt like hell—
and L.L. laughed
and laughed: Damn,
all you white women
are crazy and so
especially the poets—
then L.L. says: Queen,
L’s gonna
teach you how to chill-ax
the oldskool way
off comes L.L’s
red leatherjacket and
white T-shirt, revealing
twin-humped pectorals–
and Plath, tossing aside
her thesaurus, aaaaahhs
and ooooohhhs

and never having been done
by a black dude before
she forgets all about
her old man
Teddy “Rough Rider” Hughes,
and L.L. hittin that shit
hard-as-hell, says: Who’s
your Daddy now, Who–
and Plath’s fever
climbing 101, 102, 103,
till squeeeeeeee,
the kettle ready,
she peaks
and screams: Daddy,
Daddy, you black bastard
I’m through.


About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, spoken word performer, and playwright, John Biscello now lives in Taos, New Mexico. He is the author of two novels: Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale and Raking the Dust, and a collection of stories, Freeze Tag. His fiction and poetry has appeared in: Art Times, nthposition, The Wanderlust Review, Ophelia Street, Caper, Polyphony, Dilate, Militant Roger, Chokecherries, Farmhouse, BENT, The 555 Collective, Instigator, Brass Sopaipilla, The Iconoclast, Adobe Walls, Kansas City Voices, and the Tishman Review. His blog--Notes of an Urban Stray--can be read at johnbiscello.blogspot.com. Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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2 Responses to If L.L. Cool J. and Sylvia Plath Had Gotten Down

  1. Forgive me if I fall in love with you through this blog here. It’s your fault not mine, 🤷‍♀️

    This was wonderful, please listen to is. I laughed. Out loud.


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