Saturday, November 03, 2012
Flower of Malaya
-...and I found that I didn't have to undergo
the torture of choosing between Bruce and Betty.
-By choosing both?
-Bingo! Happy at last!
-Judging from the solo aspects of this shitty
apartment, something happened to divert
such happiness?
-Bruce and Betty happened.
-I see. But even then...I mean you're experimenters after all.
-They left.
-And a note?
-A doozie! Including an allusion to words from an old song...flower of Malaya.
-And which of you is...?
-Couldn’t say. All incomprehensible.
-Like love--or loves--itself. Or themselves.
Or something. At any rate, here you are, celibate and eating from cans.
-Not the latter. Frozen dinners. To which I
apply a chef's touch!
-Could exemplify your whole life.
-Let's...keep it light.
-...and I found that I didn't have to undergo
the torture of choosing between Bruce and Betty.
-By choosing both?
-Bingo! Happy at last!
-Judging from the solo aspects of this shitty
apartment, something happened to divert
such happiness?
-Bruce and Betty happened.
-I see. But even then...I mean you're experimenters after all.
-They left.
-And a note?
-A doozie! Including an allusion to words from an old song...flower of Malaya.
-And which of you is...?
-Couldn’t say. All incomprehensible.
-Like love--or loves--itself. Or themselves.
Or something. At any rate, here you are, celibate and eating from cans.
-Not the latter. Frozen dinners. To which I
apply a chef's touch!
-Could exemplify your whole life.
-Let's...keep it light.
Labels: bi, Flower of Malaya, gay, love triangle
