03-09-2012, 09:26 PM
On a talk show a burly Spaniard
is demanding his girlfriend's brother shove off:
he's a 32-year old emaciated redneck,
they've been supporting him for months.
The girl is pretty, has shining dyed red hair,
is slender and talks like a thousand other girls,
though her speech is less obscured by bleeps.
The Spaniard drops to one knee to propose.
The redneck lunges at him like a dog
guarding his circle of piss.
I wonder if he's in love with his sister.
If in his long and fruitless life
her ascent to womanhood was all he could enjoy.
Her and the Spaniard's happiness
makes me pity this poor backwoods boy.
is demanding his girlfriend's brother shove off:
he's a 32-year old emaciated redneck,
they've been supporting him for months.
The girl is pretty, has shining dyed red hair,
is slender and talks like a thousand other girls,
though her speech is less obscured by bleeps.
The Spaniard drops to one knee to propose.
The redneck lunges at him like a dog
guarding his circle of piss.
I wonder if he's in love with his sister.
If in his long and fruitless life
her ascent to womanhood was all he could enjoy.
Her and the Spaniard's happiness
makes me pity this poor backwoods boy.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe