You can give a monkey a manicure,
but it still won’t order steak tartar.
I should know.
If reality television
taught me anything,
it taught me
arithmetic.
Or spelling.
I must have learned something.
They weighed me.
They gave me the home edition.
Rob MacDonald lives in Boston and is the editor of the online journal Sixth Finch. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Octopus, Hanging Loose, diode, H_NGM_N, No Tell Motel, New CollAge, and Free Verse. Last New Death, a chapbook, was recently published by Scantily Clad Press.