Magic bird, compound tongues, tramp baby swimming in amniotic seas--this one's got it all. The quote in question is taken, of course, from "Rescue with Yul Brynner," which boasts several other images ripe for interpretation: "like a grasshopper that did not/ know it missed the mower, a pygmy citizen;" "too slow a grower;" "elephant-borne dancer in silver spangled dress." Those will come later--the first, as soon as I determine whether grasshoppers have noses; the second, as soon as it seems decent to present another penis drawing; the third, as soon as I feel capable of placing my creative forceps on either side of a ballerina's face and tugging her forth from wrinkled gray loins.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
What This Party Needs Is Some Fetal Hobos
Magic bird, compound tongues, tramp baby swimming in amniotic seas--this one's got it all. The quote in question is taken, of course, from "Rescue with Yul Brynner," which boasts several other images ripe for interpretation: "like a grasshopper that did not/ know it missed the mower, a pygmy citizen;" "too slow a grower;" "elephant-borne dancer in silver spangled dress." Those will come later--the first, as soon as I determine whether grasshoppers have noses; the second, as soon as it seems decent to present another penis drawing; the third, as soon as I feel capable of placing my creative forceps on either side of a ballerina's face and tugging her forth from wrinkled gray loins.
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Not just a mature fetal hobo, I see, but a stylish one as well: that carefully cultivated stubble is too too happening. And the umbilical cord makes him look a bit like a Macy's Day float. Altogether, a very complex creation.
The fetal hobo of my ego appreciates your compliments, faithful Richard. I tried to give the tramp-baby (babramp? tramby?) some tattered spats, but that proved to be beyond my capabilities.
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