Not
thinking about Ann-Margret or Mary Tyler Moore.
Want
to hang out with Neko Case. If that’s not too big an order to fill.
Saw
her guest host on TMC and it further endeared her to me.
Breaking
unleavened bread with an old pornographer not all it’s cracked up to be.
Caught
her in Chicago. She was the wolf and I was Little Red Riding Hood.
I
don’t believe in pinups because I never know where to drive the spikes in when
there’s no open palm.
Leaving
things up to chance is for the Hitchcockian birds and I refuse to stay at the Bates Motel because I’ve never been fond
of showering with my Eyes Wide Shut.
You
want the skinny well then you best do the heavy lifting because I will not wait
hand and foot on people who have no clear boundaries and have never read a
Crews novel.
I
know I’ve dropped a lot of names, but I swear it’s not to show off my smarts.
In fact I promise to pick up all of the cultural references I’ve put down once
the Dandelion Wine is drunk and this “Ring
of Fire” has been permanently laid to rest.
Not
thinking about Red Skeleton or Lucille Ball.
Just
want to hang out with Neko Case in some dive bar on the outskirts of town.
We
could discuss all the ABC Afterschool
Specials we watched as kids and how it shaped us into the fucked up people
we are right now.
Charles Cicirella
2/20/17
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