Monday, October 13, 2014
The Irreverence of Small Groups
Three Italian-American Stallions
1
You got jaggedy things sliding around
in your eyes?
2
Yeah! Multi colors.
1
That's the clincher!
3
Ebola?
1
A certainty. And note how black he is!
2
Hey, Ignoramus! Sturdy Sicilian peasant stock!
3
Mafia.
2
A few family members, but just keeping their
hand in.
1
My Friend, OUR oldest predecessors hailed from
the cultured cities. From Rome and Florence!
3
And we go back to Caesar! Whitely.
1
Who screwed up on the Ides of March crap,
or he'd still be with us.
3
Whereas you?
1
Busting clods of shit with webbed feet!
2
So now I'm a duck? I don't get no respect!
1
By way of alleviation, allow me soon to escort
raw you unto my Corridor of Art.
3
He got two paintings.
1
Number One: “Mussolini Midst the Flowers.”
3
Or, “The Ghinny in the Garden.”
2
Can't wait.
1
And Number Two...!
3
“The Ghinny in the Gas Station.”
1
Hanging upside down, unfortunately. Duce, not painting.
3
Mistress alongside. But the Partisans tied her skirt for modesty sake.
2
The morals of murderers.
1
From an old Puritan strain that 's big here now.
3
Enough culture! What'll we do with our Ebola paison?
1
Unfortunately, my Hazmat Suit is hanging in Mother's closet. Maybe my Father can bring it on the bus.
3
He standing guard on it presently?
1
Yeah! Retired. You know how they are.
3
Too much fuss and bother! Let's pour about
a gallon of homemade Ghinny Red down him!
1
And watch pro football?
2
Si! Any Italian players?
1
Most of your color, but not ethnicity.
Labels: black, Ebola, execution, football, Italian, Mussolini, partisan, war
Friday, September 07, 2012
Inner Campaign
-Your opponent has breast cancer.
-Just one side. I can pin her down on the other.
-How can you live with yourself?
-Nothing’s fuckin easier.
-I...don’t know...
-Grow up! It’s war!
-More like pigs!
-Yeah? Well get out there and squeeze the biggest porkers
so they squeal. Squeal lahk a pig!
-Deliverance.
-What we’re promising, Sonny Boy!
Labels: breast cancer, campaign, partisan, party politics
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Nothing Ever Works
nor will,
but that
resonance
you sense
is our core
purring in self
evidence.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Literate Hate
Those lifting remarks from context--
the original person, or piece, overall
really making the opposite point--
know in their rancid hearts
what they’re doing,
but can’t stop.
Those lifting remarks from context--
the original person, or piece, overall
really making the opposite point--
know in their rancid hearts
what they’re doing,
but can’t stop.
Labels: context, out of context, partisan
