Scantily Clad And Thoroughly Bad Poem by Louise Tredoux

Juliette and I still locked in combat,
she thinks the music and poetry
superfluous, while I insist,
explaining this is how
Rudi does it

She says Werner does it differently,
she prefers the silent, active type, I
refuse to budge, she’s had enough,
threatens to write her own story, I
told her

Welcome to it, just leave my characters
alone - my heroine in black and her
Kryptonite-King, she said her heroine
would be scantily clad and thoroughly
bad; I told her

Go ahead, when all is done and said,
every story has the right to exist
somewhere…