Driftwood

 My art class has me gathering driftwood
And other shore line debris, shells and netting
We are going to make an artwork out of these
She gets out her drill and electronic glue gun
She gets out hammer and nail and brushes
She gets out pictures of other driftwood art
From coat hangers and key holders
To abstract birds as toilet tissue holders
She tells us that we will create something of beauty
I tell her that she is “full of shit”
I make a voodoo doll with an erect penis
The erect penis has metal studs and leather
The voodoo doll isn’t a thing of beauty
It isn’t a work of art it is depraved, dirty
It wants to penetrate her
It wants to fuck her hard
It wants to let me join in
About half way through
I tell her all this, she looks awkward
She dismisses the rest of the class
Next week we will be doing potato shapes
I smile
I must go and find potatoes
Shaped just like dicks for next week