Sunday, March 22, 2015

THE FINAL WHISPER

                                                           ' 06




Miriam wanted to know the truth, but there was no way to tell it. The pain alone would kill her dead.

Miriam suspects you are involved in an unsolved mystery.

Hiram knows you are not what you seem

And Rachel hung a sheet in her window, screaming -

HELP US!


We had ten calls to 911…
Overloaded,
System failure 
And still no one listened

Without a sound
There was no
final whisper -
….help us.



Us? 
Too late to ponder.
Something's wrong:


Bodies found
underground
Hands bound
Fates unwound


Before the committee
We were allowed
To expound
On exactly
what went 
wrong

yet, no one
accepted
the offer




                                              slip away




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THE PERFORMANCE


Jezuzfuckingkryst, ERIC!!! Do you have to let the universe know you reached orgasm? Are you trying to stop fucking traffic in Hong Kong?! Can you shriek your freaky bitch scream from a fuckin' higher pitch? Shattered glass is falling from high-rises on the streets below just because you got yourself ‘blowed’. You’d think you just ejaculated the fucking Empire State Building with that bellow, but instead it’s just your ‘little buddy’ havin a sneeze while blowing his nose. He’ll go back to bed right off, I’m sure….sleep soundly through the night. But the drama, the terror, you must have caused - the shock wave set off car alarms in Madrid. And set off a suzzanna alert in the South Pacific.
 ‘Sue who’? You mean like Amber...?
I mean...'Tsu - nami',
What’s the second name?
What ‘second name’? It’s a natural phenomena, not an Asian party-girl. How bloody blotto are you?
Plenty. 
I know...
Pity. She sounds interesting. Can I just lie here and enjoy my after-glow?
No fartin’.
That’s a big part of the relief…
Well, if you haven’t noticed, there has been NO relief on this end of the engagement, and your awful air won’ help…
Aw, yes, THAT end. Let me see it again? Damn. Lovely, it is. Look at that! So round, so plump…
FIRM!
So firm and plump …and round.
Thank you.
Melonesque
That’s usually reserved for breasts, actually…
Oh…..
Not these breasts mind you, but fuck-off if they don’t meet your measure.
They seem to meet my measure just fine.
Speaking of ‘measure’…

Oh?… you mean buddyC’mon now, he’s about normal size, from what I’ve been reading…current studies show...

Oh? Curious about it are you? I can’t comment about size really, I have had only a small sample size.

What!!??

In terms of ‘volunteers’, silly. “Numeric Test Samples!", as in 'DATA', stupid...

You know what that means? - You should get out more often.

You should drop in more often…

Well you know, ‘the research project’, and those odd hours…

Don’t I, though.

Sometimes we just have to blow it off... 

We could do that, too. Want more scotch?
We have more? Not very likely.
Damn. Right you are. Gonna have to be rum.
Rum is fun. Got ginger beer?
Does this place look like a bar.
Not one I would frequent.
Nor I. Besides I am pretty blotto, myself.

While I’m in the immediate area…are you ready for your Aria!?

You telling me “Intermission” is over already? OK!  In that case, Mi-Mi…Mi…I just might be.

Allow me to dim the lights for the second act.

The play must go on…

Oh, look, it’s a little stage. Curtains open...

And, you make your entrance...oh.




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