Sunday, October 07, 2018
Desiring Opposition
That a “Toxic Women’s List” already
circulated didn’t surprise Cook.
His sister leading it, even less.
So? Friend Spuds had chosen her,
despite Cook’s hints otherwise.
Spuds, shy, growing up in a quiet
household, only child. Perfect
for the program, therefore.
Mona? Took no crap! Growing up
with her, Cook experienced many
times her handing out same.
Cook’s academic opinion early in the
program: “She’ll eat him alive!”
Indeed, he developed a stutter and
was often confused.
The Drs Abernathy, Coordinators,
explained. We chose men with
little experience with women,
encouraging them to take on a “sister.”
Cook had echoed a comedian's act:
Take my sister (in the sense of example)
Please!
So, restating the obvious: She, Tartar!
He, The Chocolate Soldier.
Well, the program has ended, and he’s
still standing, the Drs collating individual
diaries.
And ask Spuds now? “Stimulating.
Scary, but I think I learned something
of sisters. And women."
Scary, but I think I learned something
of sisters. And women."
Mona: “Nice guy! Too much so. If they do it again, I want an opponent!”
Labels: academic, forceful woman, shy males, sister, social experiment
Saturday, September 02, 2017
East Sun, Sister Baboon
East of the Sun
and West of the Moon…
I gotta sister who’s…
unfailingly sweet.
She left with another
of her species.
Emails me now as to how
lousy people are.
Her mature views
don’t interest me.
Labels: baboon, Family, sister, song parody
Saturday, January 09, 2016
Hope’s Finale
Shopping Through Sister-Brother Lens
-Dad got stinging reprimand!
-As shopper, or Mickey-Mouse handyman?
-She sends him for those little chocolate
puddings, and he misunderstands. Two bucks
in Walgreens and half that in Winn-Dixie.
-Store brand the latter. Their house full of em! An Extravaganza of Thrift!
-Oh well, what else do they have to do but scissor coupons? They're trying to
get them over the web now, and they've screwed up the computer doing it. Expect a call.
-There goes a day!
-Anyway, they show love with the ridiculous things they do together.
-That's what love is, huh? No wonder I prefer a sharp stick in the eye.
-That department in temporary lockdown?
-Permanent!
-Oh come on!
-Tried and tried as you know. And the last
a beauty I gave heart and soul!
-What jinxed it?
-Why the Man On the Flying Trapeze showed her his repertoire while I worked out at the common Y. She swooned and the rest is stupid history!
-Don't get bitter. It's the tights. His best look. Crotch. But hardly yours.
-GET bitter?
-Always Hope!
-Took its final shit!
Labels: brother, coupons, hope.crotch, Man Flying Trapeze, shopping, sister, web, Y
Friday, September 11, 2015
On Their Own
Sailor Boy Blue and Etsuko
She had a parka for him
because it would be needed
exploring the inlets of Chile.
But she begged him to stay
in Japan.
Papa-san was brought in to bless
both, and he counseled the same.
It had gotten too serious for
Sailor Boy Blue, and after he
zipped up the parka, he asked
Billy Joel to sing Uptown Girl.
Etsuko had a Dylan to sing
Like a Rolling Stone.
Actually, Sailor Boy Blue sang
the song for Billy Joel, and
Etsuko for Dylan.
They sang well though.
The real singers were put back
into their boxes.
And, of course, Sailor Boy Blue,
Etsuko, and Papa-san, theirs.
Then, Brother and Sister made
dinner and spoke of their days
at work.
He had her blessing to do what he
wished as to the San Francisco job.
What Sailor Boy Blue would.
But, next day he phoned the recruiter
and turned it down.
As adventuresome as Sailor Boy Blue
always is, he smiles in his dark box.
Labels: Bill Joel, Bob Dylan, brother, dolls, jobs, playing with dolls, San Francisco, sister
Thursday, June 04, 2015
Acrid Pair
“You can have your tramps, just
don't bring them home here!”
A low blow, decidedly, so Budge
mentioned what he called her
‘Great Punctured Romance!’
It hadn't been much then, but the
crying most bitter now.
Anyway, she ordered him out, and
told him with scarlet-faced scorn
to get his clothes later.
Clothes. When he lived by himself,
they were seldom clean.
"You always look so nice!" praised Letty,
tending bar at Mert and Mickey's.
"And smell the same!" Mickey added.
He had left Mert for a young professor
at Yale. She stayed away thereafter.
"Out of the closet and into Education!"
this aggrieved one, now sobbing at the bar,
had laughed once.
“As much as I can handle!” Mickey remarked,
pouring himself a Becks, so Letty must have
said something.
Anyway, they convinced Budge to go back to
his sister.
"We just had to clear the air!" he insisted on
his return, but then fell back on groveling.
She had the brownies ready, still warm.
Labels: breakup, brother, living arrangement, siblings, sister
Thursday, January 08, 2015
Sauce, Gander, Goose
-After Hoppy died, Glads wanted to give me his expensive
Bermuda Shorts. But I hadda try them on in her pinkish room,
and she kept popping in to check the fits. And feel my ass.
Not to mention squeeze my dick a little!
-Horrors!
-And that maid, Marie, did almost the same thing!
-And me with no smelling salts! Sit down anyway.
-Oh I know I’m easy to tease! I grew up without sisters, and
never learned much about women.
-No one really does.
-Naive, I know. Naive!
-You perform a useful function. We have the female dumb blonde
stereotype. You’re sorta the male version for the gals.
-That’s awful!
-Not really! We all love you! Both sexes. No, uh, use going home
tonight in all this rain!
-Completely...dry out there.
-Let’s remain dry.
Labels: dumb blonde, handsome, molestation, sex, sexism, sister, stereotyping, women
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Decided Contrast, w/History Thrown In
Sisters
-One sister is warm, all-enveloping. But in a
lovely way, not sticky. Other, Business-a-Go-Go!
-Which do you prefer?
-You need ask?
-Prejudice!
-I suppose. I like being with anyone who
doesn't break my balls. If that's prejudice,
then make the most of it.
Labels: businesswoman, female warmth, prejudice, sexism, sister
