Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Calculating Charm
-Your Monette is, like, continuously sweet!
-Uh huh? Natural or calculated?
Perhaps I should inquire of her
other warm friend?
Perhaps I should inquire of her
other warm friend?
-Is...the Green-eyed Monster whispering
again into your suspicious ear?
-He takes no breaks!
-Why not just trust her?
-I’m gonna pretend you couldn’t
ask a question that utterly stupid.
-I’M stupid? You’re making The Queen
Elizabeth into a tramp steamer!
-You’d be surprised. Anyway, I’m getting
the goods on her. Slowly but surely.
-Obsessive jealousy will tear you apart!
-Whaaa obsessive? I work my eight hours.
-Then, revert to Sherlock Holmes?
-Elementary my dear Watson!
She’s a goddamn cheater!
-Why not give the harrowing investigation a break? Go to
a ballgame with us guys! Ass around! Loud and drunk! You need some perspective!
a ballgame with us guys! Ass around! Loud and drunk! You need some perspective!
-What? And give the women an excuse to get together and brag about Mr Long-Cock?
-So? She’s the tease-provoking sleaze?
Pretty little Monette? Cut it out!
-Not for much longer.
-I’ll stop. Lest you tag me Secret Screwer!
-Death too good for such a one!
Labels: jealous obsession, jealousy, sweetness
Monday, November 13, 2017
Filling in Blanks With Sensitivity
(Cue Feelings –any saccharine version
beginning “FEEEEEEE-lings!“)
__________didn’t mind that_______
got the artistic acclaim.
For work shoddy, hasty, commercial.
DISGUSTING!
WhereAS! etc
(Fade in scenes of
purest vistas.
Children laughing.
The faint odor of
performing seals also).
Labels: art, artistic, artistic standards, commercial, jealousy, purity
Saturday, July 04, 2015
Monsters
Eyes of Green
She did a bit of screwing. To go along
with all the screwing-up.
He was okay with that. You can’t own
another’s past! etc.
Jealous! He became, her defunct frames
more than vivid. Super so, as he further
emptied her to fill them in.
It consumed him more than the present
passion, which, of course suffered.
The general air prompted her to start asking
questions of HIS romantic background.
Mutual, old-fashioned grilling sufficed to
help build a modern relationship.
Labels: couple, jealousy, mutual grilling, obsession
Monday, February 02, 2015
The Death of the Dancing Horse
saddened Murtha. When Luna dropped by after
the Women's Convention, he told her.
"Well, don't wallow! Find out everything about him.
His mother and dad, the early training. More you
know, better you feel. Too bad you're not a
woman: We're learning to be afraid of nothing!
But, let me do it for you! Faster. She sat at the
computer. After a few seconds, Luna snapped
"You idiot! Walter didn't die, it was his 'amusing'
horse, Rory. All performers are high-pitched so
they need a...”
“I feel better! Nothing against...”
“Rory? A great card! Well, he's in Horse Laugh
Heaven, and you're still a moron!” she laughed.
A horse laugh, really. It seeped into the bricks
and was twisted out at night by the cold.
He frequently awoke to hear it.
Oddly, when they lived together, he never woke
up at night for any reason. Her daylight antics
exhausted him.
His own computer search, after she left, led him to
The Horse Entertainment Network. But that
ghosted out on the screen, and a banner blinked
red to tell him to press the red button on his
cable remote to attain this HEN.
He did, but had to okay an eight dollar a month surcharge.
Unfortunately, what he got concerned a lot of chickens!
But then, Bill Haspell came on and explained they thought
the chickens would be clever branding, a la HEN! He apologized
for the glitch and introduced the new branding, featuring,
of course, horses.
Murtha had then to endure Horses of Australia,
however the extraordinary aerial views to begin with.
But then, blessedly, World Horse News and the lead
story of training another ‘card’ to replace the departed Rory.
The search process had been complicated during his illness,
for most horses with humor were also cynical and lazy.
Popped up again Bill Haspell, offering T-Shirts convered
with hens. Seven dollars each, three for Twenty, but only
available in XXXXXLarge.
Bought three for sleeping–-Murtha liked roomy comfort there.
Sarcastic Luna would never see them in this new scheme
of things. She had encouraged him to get another girlfriend,
that he'd be doing her a favor, that she’d never ever be
jealous, etc. He knew better.
Labels: Cable, dancing horse, girlfriend, horse, jealousy, relationship
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Queer as Court
The Special Court
He thought about a surprise gift to a good friend.
Rejected the feeling as being against the general air.
The Special Court's hearing of the lurid palimony
suit between two actors, where it condemned both,
still poisoned things.
Though now, this Homosexual Court had strayed
away from its charter in favor of economic imbroglios,
the latest a devilishly complex dispute of two mega wineries.
All in resonance with an Administration who had early set the court up in response to its core of puritan moralists, but recently had settled in to making money for itself and its plutocratic friends.
He shook his head vigorously, as if to rid it of politics.
Anyway, he'd tell his girlfriend. They shared everything. Her warm love would envelop.
And...yet...jealously might fire, too.
Let them set up a court for that!
Labels: court, homosexuality, jealousy, plutocracy
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
More etc Change
Every fiery revolutionary wave
wills its own orthodoxy, yet roots
through despised predecessors
when it suits. Thus the personal
testaments of freedom of both sexes
to love whoever, whenever, breaks
down with sexual jealously
eating from the inside out as
it has always, and systemically.
Labels: jealousy, love, revolution
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Distinguished Scholar Passes
having chosen similar paths.
But of clarity, not neurotic mishmash.
So, a wallow in jealousy becomes
the reaction. Then the rush
to catch up my adult, who doesn't
despise, but laughs, rather.
Labels: disitnguished, jealousy, scholarship
