Wednesday, November 08, 2006

What This Hart Crane Party Really Needs: Part Two



Where the cedar leaf divides the sky
I heard the sea.
In sapphire arenas of the hills
I was promised an improved infancy.

from "Passage"

Infancy is pretty delightful in the first place, I think we can all agree--what with the continual rubbing of ointments and the angelic hairlessness--but the one thing that might make it slightly nicer is extra breasts. At first I just drew a regular baby rolling in the sapphire hills, but then I realized that I could add another dimension of poignancy if I used Babyfaced Dino instead, whose turbulent friendship with the character Breast Cob is a constant reminder to him that his infancy was a poverty of merely two. The dino body rollicks with anticipation, and the fat-legged baby face screams with excitement at the promise of more.

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Patricia Lockwood said...

My mother used to tell me that "the more porn men look at, the less they want to have sex with real women," a pronouncement which I found, over many years of scrupulous and exhaustive research, to be patently false. So I must reject your theory that too many breasts too early would have knocked the shiny off the later ones.

P.S. Never apologize for your splatter.

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