Felonies Against High-minded Culture

What if our sonnets could be made of pics,

Of teenage girls or pre-teen ones, or of

The sorts that male gaze pervs, yes, such-like pricks

Would fancy?  What if sonnets side-lined love

For visuals and vids, including snaps

Of golfers in their polo shirts on greens,

Or exercising, muscley, lose-gut chaps,

Or more important, models in those jeans

Designed by Saint Laurent, Dior?  What if

All sonnets only came within the sort

Of short-length TikTok edits with a whiff

Of humor on a Wimbeldon grass court?

  But wait.  How could these sonnets set forth rhymes

    While using only clips?  (I’m thinking crimes.)

~ Phillip Whidden