Monday, June 11, 2018

 

The Other Places


The many games


(No free fantasy)


..and thus his sex daydream involving


The Composer’s Wife!


Takes place there


mid old-fashioned trappings of heaviest woods.


And she’ll kill him with actual sex when he finally arrives.


Her will so strong he’ll eventually be produced there from elsewhere?


Of course!


When you allow others to create you,


you’re already doomed!


Lured in.

Because so so many things in the infinite seem a mere game!


As they do here: but with a degree of comfort from familiar landmarks.


But once you really sign on!

For anything, anywhere...


Well…


you pays your money, you takes your chances!

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Thursday, December 22, 2016

 

Little Pinky Winky


He was super-cautionary
in his saying, lest he
injure sensitive friends.

But Deirdre stiffened when
he referred to a town councilman
as Little Pinky Winky...his socialist
tendencies--mostly.

"What my parents called me and
I hated it!"

Then she went on to hint that
Carl knew that, and was making
fun of her."Why not? Everybody
else does!"

But he assured her, merest
coincidence.

Went on to assert that in the
infinite universes, somebody
was saying Little Pinky Winky
right now.

Deirdre didn't want to hear it!
Accused him of repeating those
words just to injure.

He promised he'd never utter
those injurious words ever again!

Too late! Slammed the door in his face
eventually.

And in his infinite universes, how many
millions of doors etc? At this instant!

I'll stop; he's tiresome.

And she's done with him forever!   
   
No great loss to either?

Now now, we’re called upon to be more
tolerant in this single, imperfect world, yes?

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