I LOVE Jane Shore's Poetry

I first heard Jane Shore read over the radio 20 years ago and I have been a devoted fan ever since.

This One

By Jane Shore


This One got to keep the Warhol.That One got an S.T.D.

This One left & kept on walking,making That One his Penelope.

Friends at first sided with This One.Later they jumped to That One’s side.

Razor, pills, noose, & tailpipefor This—or That—One’s suicide.

“Fifty-fifty’s fair!” shouted That One.So This One cut their dog in half.

X marks the spot on That One’s cheekwhere This One slapped his autograph.

That One drinks hot tears for breakfast;This One whiskey-on-the-rocks.

When This One got the seven-year itch,That One scratched her chicken pox.

Since This One left, That One’s singing.How should they divide the pelf?

Now This One’s alone & so is That One.Each One wants a couplet to himself.