My opportunity to rant, bitch, ponder and reflect about my past, present, future and the great hereafter. Welcome visitors.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
You Have No Lines
You have no lines in this play.
The part belongs to someone else.
After long deliberation I felt that it was best
Some lack the heart to show true depth
And you are one of those.
The stage is a back and forth that you could never master.
A dialog
An expectation that you never understood.
Perhaps a monologue is right for you.
Or another play...away from me.
Another human being on another stage.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Reunion
R: Holy Shit. It IS you!
J: Excuse me. Are you talking to me?
R: Jackie...you don't recognize me? Wow that
hurts. And after all we meant to one another.
J: Oh my God! Ricky? This is too much. I heard
you were sick a few years ago. I actually
thought you might have died.
R: That was a rumor...started by sick,bitter people
who actually claim to be my friends. Nevertheless,
I hope you sent flowers.
J: Hah...don't flatter yourself. I've been busy
living life dear boy. Academia...what about you?
I thought you were going to be a rock star.
R: Yeah, well sometimes life has other plans.
But you...I thought you were going to cure cancer.
How did that work out?
J: Very funny. Life has been okay. I hope to retire
from teaching and research in the near future.
R: (awkward pause...looking her over)
Christ you're fat! Is this what happens
when you just don't give a shit what other
people think of you?
J:( sudden restrained contempt)...You're one to talk.
What happened to your hippie hair and grand artistic
expressions? How is the world better because of you?
R: I could ask you the same question but I think I'll ask this
one instead. Were you always such a bitch and I just didn't
notice?
J: Hey, YOU started this conversation. And you know what?
You were, and still are, a whiny insecure little asshole.
R: Oh really...coming from you that means nothing. Have a little
respect for our past relationship. As I recall you WANTED to
be a member of my harem. Admit it.
J: Stop living in the past, Ricky. It's a dead end.
R: It pains me to hear you say that, Jackie. What hurts the most
is that it brought us here to this moment and now the memory
has changed.
J: Sorry to burst your bubble sweetheart.
R Did I happened to mention that you are a bitch. Not just a bitch
though... a world class self-absorbed micro witch.
J: Fuck you.
R: Nooooo...Fuck YOU. ( pensive pause) It's no secret that I
always liked Cindy more than you.
J: (noticeably irritated) Oh really? Well SHE always liked BILLY
more than you. Hah...take that you dickwad loser.
R: That's it. We're done ( walking away) Eat me Jackie!
Just eat me.
J: It would be a small meal Ricky... a very small meal....(an insincere smile)
R: Stop calling Ricky! It's Rick.
J: Yeah, I know ...rhymes with dick.
R: Oh fuck you ( nearly gone then stops and looks back)
I guess this means we won't be seeing you at the reunion?
J: Oh honey... I wouldn't miss it for the world...not after today.
R: Bite me!
J: You're so juvenile...but just for the record... eat ME with a spoon.
R: Fuck you.
J: Fuck you. (continues shopping)
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