Thursday, May 07, 2015
Squeezable, and not
Dangerous Air
Twin fads swept the plant!–-hugs and dieting.
The “trees” were safe from the former. (Why risk
puncture wounds?) But, of course, spoke ceaselessly
of the latter in the cult language of anorexics.
Personnel could be blamed for the “Give someone
a hug!” nonsense, a product of their touchy-feely
seminars.
The object of most affectionate therapy was Mandy,
from Shipping. Pleasingly plump, mostly to accountants
who hung around the platform on cigarette or vape breaks,
awaiting their moment.
Her nerves went, and she pretty much stopped eating.
As a result, eventually more gaunt than the most sexless
tree there.
Well, anyway, both fads ran their course, the air becoming
dangerous with the rumor of a new one!
Labels: anorexia, dieting, fad, hugs, personnel, touchy-feely
Sunday, March 01, 2015
The Woman Who Wouldn't
Please don't impute sex im-
mediately. Came out diffident
in everything. Steady, not ex-
perimental, in dull truth.
As an example, when two-
toned sneakers attacked
the village, she eschewed
chartreuse/orange for a few
pairs of firesale black.
In similar vein, when a brother-
sister gifted her a Jill Karby
Blouse--both having hopes--
she took advantage of their
emphatic glasses, and dearth
of judging size, by wearing it
to bed. Alone and happy! For
emotion exhausted and
embarrassed, and that
was that! In Hollywood Bourgeois,
she meets a Fellow Diffident, they
develop a rattling hate, then, lah-
dee-dah, one paradoxical love-
v-v-v! Some weirdness splits them,
AND, with all looking altogether flat-
ly, grimly pastel...ah!...
Well, she does prove Darker
Art-House, in a new flick so
Swedish-Boring as to supply pain.
Thus now, how truly to get her an
ultimate wiggle on?
Nothing. She’ll go her way.
And die. Like the rest of us.
Labels: boring, bourgeois, diffident, emotion, fad, film, love, sex, Swedish
Sunday, April 24, 2011
I got in touch with my feelings,
and all that crap-- Annie Hall
-Crap nailed after
a fervent phase
of it, almost
religious. You?
-Fool, but so what? Another
vehicle slides to the curb
and all swerve apeshit.
It is, at last, the definitive
marvel! How could we
have missed it earlier?
Labels: Annie Hall, fad, herd, psychology
