Thursday, May 31, 2018
Quotes for Life
-We walk the streets of life alone!
-Uh huh? I hope that you’re not maintaining that YOU do. Half into a mob most of the time.
-Gregarious!
-Lucky! Nothing recommends you as a friend. Selfish, scheming. You’d showboat tragedy!
-Guilty...if I bothered watching. Jeez! Everytime I find a good quote…!
-We deny you! So sad! Called knowing somebody.
Labels: applicable quotation, friends, Literature
Wednesday, May 30, 2018
Dialog Not Happening
-I’m working on three pieces.
Two are fun and the third is
vitally, almost unbearably,
important.
-Give me a hint as to the something you see standing on third base.
-Can’t.
-Oh come on! Why be so precious?
-It’s not that. I’ve totally forgotten it!
Labels: conversation, forgetting, planning, priority
Tuesday, May 29, 2018
"And I shaved my legs
(Her Largest
and most most bitter)
FOR THIS?"
Labels: disappointment, hygiene, lament, letdown, social disappointment
Monday, May 28, 2018
Scene Simultaneous:
Sears, Merritt Island, FL,
and Willow Grove, PA
-You the man lost his wife?
-Yes! But I found a perfectly adequate
substitute in another universe.
-Do they say yes there?
-Quite often.
-Still too vague.
-Pretty much our way. The specific
ones get specifically hurt.
-So? Sail through? (last word echoes)
Labels: joking, repeated pattern, simultaneous, time
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Misrule
-About that time, King Menton, the Entirely Mad, declared that henceforth his subjects could not eat!
-MEM?
-One and only!
-Didn’t the rich cheat?
-Grew fatter. Besides, they had all joined
The Police.
-Who had to enforce, thus had to eat for energy? Unsustainable situation! Off with MEM’s head !
-Not so fast! He signed the new decree,
then, allowing all citizens to join up!
-Thus we arrive at today’s police state!
-You arrest me or I’ll arrest you!
-But there’s no interest in pursuing the
holdouts, the hard criminals, murderers and rapists etc.
-They weed out their very worst.
-Hmmmm? Have we...reached Utopia?
-I’d say yes.
Labels: arbitrary rule, citizen, famine, rule, wealth
Saturday, May 26, 2018
Gusto!
(Marko and Hal, Sing, Duet, mostly)
Oh it’s always fair weather
when good fellows get together.
(great Basso-Mustering then)
With a stein on the table!
(One or the other, trailing off)
And a…a...
-The task our young women hath laid upon us is challenging but achievable.
-To somehow combine this with Barbie-Warbie’s Wuppy-Buppy Cupcake Song?
-Why not just come out as Pussies?
-Why bother? Understood!
-By the public at large?
-Universe.
-I’m not up to all that!
-Cosmic Pussies? I hear our loins girdling!
-Where are the MEN of yesteryear?
-Looking for some frilly thing to wear!
-HOW frilly?
Labels: compromise, drinking song, feminine, masculine, sex, singing
Friday, May 25, 2018
Plots
When a beautiful woman guffaws it ruins her lines, and plotted sweetness.
She must therefore sacrifice calling
men on crap!
Unless she settles for the Eve Arden role.
Not bloody likely!
We’ll inform those who are a better fit.
Place for everybody.
Labels: Battle of Sexes, Eve Arden, sexual role, truth telling
Thursday, May 24, 2018
Bristols
-I went from Bristol Stomp to Bristol Chart!
-Clever enough. Best to stop there.
-Or from Merrie Olde to…?
-You were warned! Bristol in the song
is in Pennsylvania!
-Can’t be! Wouldn’t fit in my brilliant compendium!
-You won’t hafta rethink Chart. Knowing your erratic bowels, got that right!
-Ah the nature of what I get straight nowadays!
-Characteristics of various poops with
photos in various browns--mostly. Aesthetics is wonnerful!
-Not many songs about growing old, except the sloppy sentimental.
-The body presents most problems clearly.
-Not to say clinically.
-Too! So much that some folks opt out.
-Overdoses most common in that sad gang!
-Fight on! Courage wasted on the young anyway.
-Isn’t everything?
Labels: age, bowels, Bristol, medical, youth
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
Exit Visa
-Guys your age are corking off! More each day it seems.
-Hope when it comes it’s fast!
-Knowing you, you’ll be bellyaching loudly! But no one will listen.
-Sounds about right.
-It didn’t hafta be this way!
-Yes it did.
-You wish to die the person you…?
-Affected? Naturally!
-Has to be something more real about Death.
-He doesn’t need either of us. Is that
real enough?
-It’s lonely without THAT! So chilling to
see we’re left only with each other.
-It’s a crap shoot!
-C-H-U-T-E?
That too.
Labels: death, dying, Friendship.Attitude, loneliness
Tuesday, May 22, 2018
Coping
Monsieurs Andre and Anthony got
nowhere with their “Strong Woman Look,”
but Jonette loved it! A few simple minutes before
leaving the apartment of a morning, then done.
but Jonette loved it! A few simple minutes before
leaving the apartment of a morning, then done.
And, especially, clean! Makeup feeling
so wonderfully minimal.
She always said the same thing on
meeting them for her weekly appointment:
“Ugly Duckling Department!”
Andre always responded “No! You’re beautiful! And tres chic!”
Then Anthony in his usual tirade regarding “Stupid-a men afraid real-a woman!”
“As always, Boys, thank you!”
Her boyfriend has finally found a suit for
the wedding. “Met a tailor who didn’t
wince or shrug.”
Labels: beauty, body image, makeup, Ugly Duckling
Monday, May 21, 2018
The Questions Change, Losing?
How do you like
your blue-eyed boy
Mr Death?
How do you like
your flim-flam man
Mr Coward?
Has he raveled
matters so far
beyond description
you dance furiously, merely
to get along?
Each life having melody
purchased to form song.
But with Artificial Intelligence,
why even bother, Dear?
It has been
taking it from here
for the longest time!
How do you like
your…whichever-
forever
Mr A I?Labels: artificial intelligence, Buffalo Bill, compromise, coward, dancing, melody, Music, Trump
Sunday, May 20, 2018
Fashion Analysis
-Watch the Royal Wedding?
-Switched off! Us males screwed again!
-How so?
-Chapeau Department. Only broads can
wear the batshit crazy hats!
-And they all did! From freeze-dried cunts to Good-Time Gerts!
-Such a contrast! But once they clamp one of those concoctions on their heads, they’re all converted to Instant Assholes!
-That’s where we got ‘em beat. We don’t
require no damn conversion!
Labels: female, hats.women's fashion, male, Royal Wedding
Saturday, May 19, 2018
Dunkin
After Gerry’s Bum of the Month
has exited--Finally!--GOS* schedules
a MEGA PIGOUT at Dunkin Donuts.
Lauren claims, though, that the assortment still hasn’t brought her to the correct farting pitch, fetches a tray of eclairs.
Our skinniest, Alica, demurs with expected drama--”Look how fat I’m getting!”
Inhales two while protesting with pinches
of sparse flesh.
Meditative Alma desires a good crap, would give anything for one.
Which news pitches Gerry from breakup
despair into a giggling fit...escalating
further when we’re shoving her back into
the car.
“Why do we need an event to have an event?” inquires Marcy-Dee--always on a natural high--as she aims the Subaru.
*Girls Oft Scorned
Labels: breakup, calories, eating, elimination, girlfriends, sweets
Friday, May 18, 2018
"Through sepia!
I see them, hardly bizarre but really
only Ward and June Cleaver, Ozzie
and Harriet etc.
Everyone’s family odd! blah blah you say, and our friends.”
“Well, my one brother…!” I attempted to start. He all but shouted me down.
“But MINE TRIBE into seriously seriously insane direction. Pathological, criminal even.”
“Give me hint.”
“No, you must pay.”
“How much?”
“Dollar is fine. Symbolic. You’re never
actually giving it. It stays like this forever.”
(As a collector of foreign currency, I have
already put the dollar in a plastic case. )
And only if you’re very sure!”
“You’re acting! Academy Award!”
“No. You’ll never ever be the same.”
So, he told me. Whereupon, Cleo
and Mark arrived.
We went bowling, I think.
After not sleeping, I walk a few hundred feet to an area where redevelopment has repeatedly failed.
Grandiosely called “The Desert.”
Bury the dollar in its case.
Labels: eccentricity, Family, pathology, ritual, symbolism, weirdness
Thursday, May 17, 2018
Berlin ‘38 in Color
A buoyancy of small cars!
Too, the women afloat, liquid
under flowing dresses.
The light itself, silken.
Until two men martialed black-
beyond-black,
goose-step past high.
Low Comedy. Menace.
These, all, though,
images merely.
Unless one allows
their assembling
beauty
or terror.
The mind,
palpable,
unscreens.
Labels: beauty, film, form, German, Military, terror
Wednesday, May 16, 2018
Decision
The Man Who Left
Decided
Time.
The Woman Who Stayed
Decided
Time.
Those Hanging On the Fringe
Derided
Both.Labels: criticism, decision, time
Tuesday, May 15, 2018
Grieg Had One Lung
Hey!
One lung,
One ball,
One ovary:
We survive,
Y’all!
Defining
Genius.
Genius.
Labels: genius, handicap, Music, survival
