FUCK!
arrives
late,
no shoes,
hands in pockets,
opinions rattling
like loose change
in an empty jar.
Who’s helpful?
NOT FUCK!
Never fuck!
Spills coffee-
on your clean shirt
smiles like it meant to.
FUCK!
Say it loud:
printers jam
emails betray
gravity remembers
you exist-
and FUCK!
Fuck is punctuation!
Fuck is a full sentence!
Fuck is a lifestyle
made at 7:42 a.m.
before breakfast,
before anyone cares.
Fuck is not angry
fuck is honest.
Truth faster
than politeness
can even pack its bags.
Storms?
Flat tires?
Group chats?
“Per my last email?”
FUCK SURVIVES.
Slip it out
when dignity trips,
stairs laughing,
everyone pretending
not to see.
FUCK!
Historians deny it
but civilizations
were built
on sighs
and one perfectly timed
FUCK!
Language has a junk drawer
batteries,
old keys,
the will to keep going,
and fuck,
laughing in the corner.
Fuck small!
Fuck loud!
Fuck unapologetically useful!
Repeat after me:
May fuck show up
when words fail.
May fuck show up
right when you need it.
May fuck show up
and just be.
Fuck in traffic!
Fuck in meetings!
Fuck when your toast burns!
Fuck at weddings!
Fuck at funerals!
Fuck in the shower!
Fuck in thought!
Fuck in email!
Fuck in text!
Fuck in all the ways!
FUCK!
FUCK!
FUCK!
Blessed be fuck
the chaos we needed,
the honesty we forgot,
the middle finger
and the high five,
the shrug,
the scream,
the small victory
that feels enormous.
Fuck survives.
Fuck thrives.
Fuck laughs.
Fuck insists.
Fuck is here.
Fuck is everything we forgot to say.
FUCK!
Cleverly penned, CG. An excellent ode to “Fuck” it’s the Swiss army knife of words, it goes anywhere and always gets the point across. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you, Damian. The Swiss‑army‑knife line made me smile. 🙂 Grateful for you reading me.