Friday, July 27, 2012


I don’t know about this 
She loves me, she loves me not 
Love-hate business but all this talk 
Of hard work making America 
What it is makes me want 
To lie stark naked 
In a field full of flowers 
And peel off her clothes 
One-by-one till she lies there 
Doing nothing fully 
Exposed too.


  1. Too much moralising makes Jack a dull boy. This sounds like a good antidote, Vassilis.

  2. Yep, there’s nothing better for a bromide than a ripping good exposé to strip them platitudes away.

  3. A small willful deliberate misreading of this poem makes "she/her" into America.

    And she ought to be eternally grateful to you for this undeserved gesture of consideration, Vassilis.

    But the being exposed part... that might make her a wee bit nervous. After all these years.

  4. No way she gonna worry--with all that Botox circulating on the street, she'll get her fix.


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