Friday, June 03, 2022
Woman died in tortured sleep,
then forgot.
Since mini-fridge in garage needed cleaning:
new rags already inside…alongside bottle
of Hawaiian Noon?
Too, Boy-underpants, fresh from film, with slit
holding feather duster: Sorta object d'art?
Husband expires in pileup on I-4 two weeks ago.
Phoning? Of him? She's too busy dusting.
Sips the coconut drink after, sitting on crates.
Wonders...legs wide in PJ bottoms...how live now?
Space-tshirt wonders also...
but NASA things.
Labels: chores, death, renew, widow, Woman
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Women Dialog Roles
-So in the old old model, the men hunt and the women
hang back to tend the campfires and the running brats?
-Correct. And then the triumphant return with the
bloody pigs!
-And we enthuse over the tribal cheer. A great moment!
-There follows the ritual butchering.
-Anything involving the gods we’re naturally held
out from.
-Also correct. But everyone sees the rightness of this.
-Fast forward to the Twenty First Century. Our Golden Age
just barely started.
-Both parties out hunting.
-The Great Overgod of Commerce demanding it thus.
-The homefires cold, the children gorged with sex
and video games.
-Well, we nonetheless lead in one important category.
-Which is? (And I
hope that verb excoriates with
its sarcasm.)
-Exhaustion.
-Amen amen I say to you that if only two women see
the light,
and then two more, and then...!
-As I said: Exhaustion!
Labels: Anthropology, chores, men, sex roles, women
