Wednesday, July 12, 2017

 

Goes On the Struggle


“Deflower! Despoiler!
Raucous moral pig!”


Thus I confront, afire
with Righteousness.

He laughs. “If I knew
this Heaven such an im-
mense racket, I’da...”

“We’re taking it back!”

“Uh huh? Well you must
excuse me. Still have some

angels to bribe.” And then
the greatest sin!

He giggles! So un-
masculine!

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Tuesday, April 05, 2016

 

From a Family


Wasn’t beating myself up thoroughly enough,
so became standup comedian. Masochism
runs deep in my family.   

Anyway, limited success. Emphasis on the limited.

So my agent wants to send me to Longshoremen
drunkfest.

“Are you sure? My stuff is uppy-urban-neurotic.
They won’t relate.”

“They’ll love it!”

Not quite. But nobody yelled “Sit down, Faggot!”
Other things, yes.

I tried my slowest fuse one. A Revolutionary Act!
Blank, blank, blank reactions. Walls! But not hostility
of the murderous variety.

THEN! A wave of laughter. This after four, five beats.
Knocked me back! The whole place bloomed and
brightened! And, gave me something to play with from
then on.

“Like that one, hey? And not a whiff of sexual
violence...which is more than I can say about
My weird Uncle Ralph. He...”

My buddies now. If I walked the docks they’d
run out with thermos bottles. Coffee laced
with...God knows!

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