Wednesday, October 31, 2018
unrelentingly Austrian School!”
“More like Austrian FOOL!”
Mari had had enough.
Surprising Andre, since she
had been so quiet on this
first date arranged by sadistic
The second surprise: She insisted
on another meeting!
“Thought I’d actually enjoy expressing
a few random thoughts about mySELF.”
He agreed with sudden grace.
Already planning the text cancelling out.
“Any stage being too small for two
such wits!” he announced to Carol
at the office next day.
“Uh huh? Two MALE wits, I’d agree!”
“You women are a blatant CONSPIRACY!”
“Never forget it!”
“Where are the snows of yesteryear?”
Puzzling her, so he didn’t add “And
the girls who gush over obvious
Tuesday, October 30, 2018
-It’s all clear to me now: It’s the JEWS!
-I agree. Too much other NOISE otherwise.
-Then, just ONE fuckin thing to think about!
-That’s our ticket, BABY!
Monday, October 29, 2018
The Hidden Language
-The truly evil Left Conspiracies
funded by one, George Soros!
-Ah yes, Soros! GOP codespeak for
-Come off it now! We’re not
-Oh no? Then let me try this:
Seig Fuckin Heil!
-Yes. And what did that get you?
-Just the instant satisfaction of hearing
your Republican heels click together.
Sunday, October 28, 2018
An Explanation of History
Saturday, October 27, 2018
The Outrageous Woman
never ceased offending.
She began trying not to,
attending a class in
Thereafter, gifted five new
acquaintances with a
Each, placed in dark
isolation in varied domiciles,
Though never activated.
Friday, October 26, 2018
J’s severely-wished-for-encounter with
exploiters in the “Rough Trade”
gave her little guilty joy in-
deed, left her lisping
So so wronged!
Or fill in
Thursday, October 25, 2018
The Truth Being Somewhere
-Let me ask you a question.
-Ask me questions, I’ll tell you lies.
-Of course. And it doesn’t always
work that way.
-Only when you insist in sounding
-Shoot! This is merely talk up
-Is the appearance of organization
a form of organizing?
-Can be. Have you ever found
something you were searching
for in this made-up place?.
-Fraud will find a way!
-But I’m the squarest square you’ll
-Just half-fake then.
-Now, using the same form: Is the
appearance of caring a form of
-Too emotional an area, therefore
all bets off.
-Refusing to answer then?
-Yes and no.
-A conversation with you is
quirky but useless.
-You couldn’t say a nicer thing!
Wednesday, October 24, 2018
-You wanna understand women?
-Then apply to someone with a lot
more social and sexual experience
-Not so wise a course. THEY babble!
-The Wages of Sin being Dementia?
-Something like that.
-So? Going Bananas always one’s
-Conveniently! The rest of us simply
must move on!
-Justice to others being merely whatever
-That never changes.
Tuesday, October 23, 2018
More of the Same
Mr Hodding tells Clint that that this,
as all the houses, furnished with...
The Bronze Package.
“Yeah, The Bronze Package, pure GOLD!” wisecracks Clint’s Babette.
“She’s not happy unless she’s unhappy,”
Hodding nods, then fishes in his case
for papers for Clint to initial.
Babette wanders off, explaining she’s
seeking another place to be ignored.
The men shrug since they’re all
Monday, October 22, 2018
A History of Such Things
of Law met augustly.
Gravely serious papers
presented, with subjects be
hilarious in lower hustles. Ranch
Romances a zine once.
Sweetest ladies there
they purified thus.
Sunday, October 21, 2018
“Is it a rhomboid?” Mercy laughed.
Triangle proving inadequate to
describe Bit's romantic entanglement.
“Your ass is a rhomboid!” Bits snapped.
Then...pulling meditatively on their
half-gallon of Ghinny-Red.
For this once-monthly party for two,
they acted like men--they felt.
“Likely figure. One ages...could be...
“And, maybe more gracefully
than that?” inquires angular Bits.
“Can always hope. Been shit
up to now!”
“Here goes nothing!” drank Mercy.
“Hey! I’M not the Little Piggy here!”Mercy seemed so sure!
Both women, thus, sensed
disaster for her.
Saturday, October 20, 2018
has a life-change
about surreptitiously kind
Quarter-Assed Righty President.
With alarming examples
of the more real, and even
coming from the LEFT!--
formerly a laughing-stock,
in anecdote and song,Don’t get me wrong:
of Pansy Ineffectuality!
of Pansy Ineffectuality!
Such forlorn ragtags
can also hate.
But hardly as naturally,
nor to the manner born.
Friday, October 19, 2018
Harvard’s Admission Problem is easy!
Have Two Harvards!
One for Olde Familie$.
Sodden forms revered.
One for vacant assholes
taking studies seriously.
Thursday, October 18, 2018
Any sport will do,
Though for certain branches
of Military it’s Football
Those heading for Wall Street
can be more true-techy-pansy.
Golf or Gentleman’s Tennis.
Anyway, each shepherded
by older man to Pentagon
Generals' Mess, or Yale Club,
other arch-like milieus.
Where prospects answerquestions with so-refreshing
And are pretty in a fledgling-macho way.Can be definitely love, and un-
necessary to repress among
glittering glasses. And wit,
or measured raves,
of forceful leaders.
(MEN’S Venue, Ruthie!
Go find some older,
driving, furious, broad...
who’ll point out
what to shave and when
to sweetly loiter.)
At any rate, important
to maturely understand
each other, is it not? Join
Powerful to really
Chameleons of the world unite!
You have already?
Keeping your pores open! Always!
Wednesday, October 17, 2018
“Mr Arch won’t make it.”
“Better have a good excuse!”
“That’s reasonable. I’ll miss him.
He had a funny-sarcastic way.”
“Brick says put Ruth D'Onofrio in
his appointment. She’s at the Senior
Center for Volleyball, so her phone's off,
but keep trying.”
Unsaid that Brick always invited the
practice to his office after appointments
when anyone died. Our own little Memorial.
Then, the fifth of Wild Turkey produced
from a drawer, along with cheese and
crackers, and Pepperidge Farm Cookies.
This time, Lorton the X-Ray guy told all
that the secret of long life is constantly
reinventing yourself. “I’m thinking of
becoming a woman this next time!”
“Don’t!” warned Rhonda, “I’m one and it’s no bargain!”
She had come from an appointment at the grammar school. “The children beat up the bully! My little Rhonda leading the charge!”
“So? Trouble?” inquired Mr Chubby.
“I’m so proud!”
Ruth D'Onofrio flew in as if cued. “God rest his soul!”
Mr Chubby wondered “Your phone was off.”
“Got your message too late, but I had heard about the poor guy through the grapevine. Dr Judge from three offices down.”
“What’s he doing with the seniors? In his fifties.”
They nodded. And drank.
Brick and she talked informally. No charge…not really an appointment.