Friday, July 20, 2018
The Man Who Attracted Men
certainly didn’t work at it!
Slob-Charisma?
But wives in our bunch couldn’t
talk about him enough.
Giselle claims “I’d pay him to
seduce my Ralph. Any sign
of life, however perverted!”
So...be careful what you wisecrack
about!
Ralph packs up one fine morning.
Shattered, she.
Of short duration. Two weeks later
he’s back: all apologies and masculine
sobbing.
Her power time! Intent on his destruction, but Father Dennis of St Ann’s sends the team of Drs O’Hare, Marriage Psychologists.
Strange to say, it’s working out.
Slowly, for the couple remarkable
thickheads.
Forgotten, the man who attracts men.
Until! Beat’s Richardson similarly absconds.
And he’s back shortly too!
Same wet, abject act. But Beats tells us “Hey! we’re not Mackerel-Mashers, and don’t need no priest or his hired guns to straighten out a crappy marriage.
We BOTH take responsibility!”
Wags claim her not-so-secret Fernando
had been helping her, but he’s transferred to the tango
school’s startup in another state.
school’s startup in another state.
Two years pass, and Hockey, and Bert’s brother, and I throw in thirty bucks each. With Bert’s brother’s girlfriend, Jiggs, contributing ten.
Anyway, we could never figure out the
attraction residing in the fatal man who
bid to break up two marriages!
So offered the hundred to one seductee,
then the other.
No freakin go! Both said they’re taking
it to the grave!
Meantime, the man who attracted men
has moved on to several “relationships!”
We drink up the hundred one VFW night,
convinced somebody will eventually talk.
Labels: bi, friends, homosexual, marriage, relationship, Suburban
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Taste and Social Structure
Suburban Forms
-I detest all kinds of show!
-Unless you’ve a drop or two taken.
-No, then I’m the PT Barnum of Apple Tree Acres.
-Winesap Extension included?
-No way! I’ve nothing to do with those Johnny-Come-Latelies.
-Nouveau riches?
-Don’t they WISH? About eighth of one each.
-That little?
-Trash in our attics worth more.
-You always boost my spirit!
Labels: Barnum, class, nouveau riche, Suburban
Friday, May 04, 2012
Frozen Music, Suburban Panache
"Then you're the Colonial
at the end of the street?"
"So you're the new house!"
Free-form industrial slum
left unsaid though
cement trucks rumble yet
in memory, as what’s left
of Grandma's dishes tick,
seemingly forever, in
their designated cabinet.
Are the people their dwellings?
And is John Cage Irving Berlin?
No answer, for mystery pervades
Robin Dell Acres Extension.
Old as the caveman gussying
up his cave. Or the Bowerbird
imploring Take a look at this!
Labels: Architecture, Suburban
Friday, February 03, 2012
New Ones
When C And G move into the neighborhood, some call
their house Faggot Ranch.
But they grow popular, walk their dogs and chat. And laugh.
Become civic minded. Not hard here: we only have
the June Fete.
They take charge of the Beanbag Toss and a crowd of
youngsters gathers.
I ask my Jeanette. "They treat us like adults! Not the
shit-condescension we get from you and your
despicable friends!"
"What do kids know?" scoffs Bicky. "Let the world smash
them up a bit and they won't take fairies for hobbies.
Besides, those lovebirds are Democrats for sure!
All Fruits are Democrats and all D-”
“Too wide a brush!” I admonish. (He's actually a great guy when not on liberals or Jews.)
“Fuck you with that brush!”
When C And G move into the neighborhood, some call
their house Faggot Ranch.
But they grow popular, walk their dogs and chat. And laugh.
Become civic minded. Not hard here: we only have
the June Fete.
They take charge of the Beanbag Toss and a crowd of
youngsters gathers.
I ask my Jeanette. "They treat us like adults! Not the
shit-condescension we get from you and your
despicable friends!"
"What do kids know?" scoffs Bicky. "Let the world smash
them up a bit and they won't take fairies for hobbies.
Besides, those lovebirds are Democrats for sure!
All Fruits are Democrats and all D-”
“Too wide a brush!” I admonish. (He's actually a great guy when not on liberals or Jews.)
“Fuck you with that brush!”
