Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Carrots
-David Bowie refused a Knighthood.
-That's their shit! We've got our own.
-Symbols of Prestige?
-Else why would John Q work his ass off
for a pittance? Awaits the Pewter Watch
of Sublime Recognition. De Man owes him!
-I was Cub Scout of the week.
-But you never rested on your laurels!
-Was up and doing with a heart for every fate!
-And boy did you have the latter!
-Win some lose some.
-Win none lose all?
-There's always tomorrow.
-Not always. Not the way it's set up.
-Then, you meet Saint Peter at the Golden Gate.
-And tell him to wait ‘cause...
-I just hafta have another cigarette!
Christ I miss 'em!
-Once in Heaven you can smoke like Beijing.
Labels: award, Beijing, Bowie, David Bowie, Great Britain, knighthood, recognition, reward, smoking, United States
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Trio, Marooned
“Jicks and I thought we’d avoid the jealously thing, if you...?
We shared you?”
But Marnie tells them she’s a Jill seeking another.
Jicks and Bell agree it’s just bad luck.
They continue to work on the large dugout canoe.
On huge-moon nights they have heard faint slapping noises
from a nearby island. Why the women washed clothes at that
hour makes for much speculation.
They decide on a night raid, to kidnap three. Marnie just
laughs when they ask how she can be sure she’ll pick a Jill.
Comes the raid, finally, and the sea turns rougher than Bell
has planned, the moon obscured by low clouds. They come
tantalizingly close, the laundry song booming in the stormy
atmospherics. Lightning illuminates the mass of women.
Then the canoe is swept out into the further, stroboscopic
ocean, where the rain eventually ceases.
Their luck changes at first light when they’re picked up by a
Chinese freighter.
The women doctor treats them equally, but with a tiny smile
towards Marnie.
Who lives in Beijing presently; the men have successfully married,
but dream the laundry song of moonlit nights.
Labels: Beijing, Chinese, jealously, marooned, moonlight, raid, rescue
