Zoomin Toobin Fired from the New Yorker (COVID)

I don’t write sex poems always wanted to

Jeffrey Toobin’s penis probably

doesn’t count as a Real Sex poem because

no one  described in satisfying detail

what his penis was doing on zoom a friend said

he was probably not looking at David Remnick.

Toobin himself,  Judicial Writer, Articulate Spokesperson

for Serious Matters he did offer

a meek explanation: thought he was off camera

with his penis and then he said sorry to his wife and family

sorry for what he did with his penis although we can only

assume what that was and the very next day

Rudy Giuliani was in the New York Post  saying Sascha Baron Cohen

tricked him and his penis and I still haven’t written my

Sex Poem Yet but I’m getting close.

 

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

4 Comments

  1. This is the first I’ve heard about this episode. What next? Who next??? Cleverly put. Good luck with your sex poem!!

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