Tag: doctor
“Hi, Joanna”
Hi, Joanna. How have you been?
I’m well. You look well — I’m
Happy to hear you use that word.
Good. Good. Well, anyway, I’m
Concerned about your voice.
No, specifically the way you recite.
It’s … troubling. You appear snakelike
And arrested, harmless. That’s not the way.
It’s not. I wouldn’t say “short of breath”
Exactly. Let’s call it, Forked-god. Please,
Calm down. I’m going to ask you
A couple of questions about your sexual history. Is that OK?
You switch back and forth between — please,
Correct me if I’m wrong — between
Subject and solitude. That’s to say:
Radical loneliness and decimation. Correct?
Masturbation may be part of it, but I’m speaking
Broadly about a timeline of sexual partners:
Moon-god, Ocean-sent, Stoic-antler. Relevant?
Of course. Its right here on your chart, Joanna:
“Five-three, phenotypically retroussé nose,
Tumescent pout, cosmetically rebellious.”
So, why this affected staccato when you read?
Wikipedia Poem, No. 52
Scene 1
the scene A beat “He tied her past me, first what I need” When are your face When you’ve got an autopsy to the attorney Or remains “Don’t found there’s a business board?” His old man’s eyes landed back and listened to botch “But… “You’ll find the checkered patter of time Someone else will die and slit her.” More smoke in my eyes from across his overgrown brow business measures dash by Fingers dully on then… you what I never killed back and slit her remains Don’t secure the attorney Call me and stopper grandpa? He stared past me to botch “But… “You’ll tell your face when.”