Cultural Analysis

Highbrow was sorely vexed
when (while riding into town
upon his tall horse) he spied
Middlebrow crouching on the roadside
waiting to fawn all over him
or bite his ankles, perhaps at
the same time.

Middlebrow, seeing only that something fast and lovely
saw the world from a different level,
just knew he wanted some of that,
was set on getting some
whether it be by wooing or attack.

Meanwhile, Lowbrow
loved both of them not. But
both of them noticed him there on the porch
with his bluff shoulders and fat lip, his eyes
sexy and dull, his ever-chewing mouth loud
with a cheap song they could believe in,
and they dreamed of catching his eye.