Gloved Whedon – Oli Johns
December 3, 2021
Cemetery the town
try in vain to recreate ice-cream moment
Some revivification spell
my legs are cable
Pursue nun with man-made medical books
3 eps of She-Ra, say you did 5
Give head like a cartoon camper
in one sock
in slacks
on the dotted line
in age-appropriate camisole
而且
On page six is an accurate vagina
Free time?
Watch daddy daughter plus church friend porn
read the comments
Intellectually
we’re all Lorre-shaped
craft and self and
According to an old magazine in the prison library
it’s not that bad
One pube, a welcome mat
Two, a plea
Voyager’s okay but
girl with the ridges, where’s she now?
Creased face, intellect a risk
talk about Sulla
make no allusions to the depth of things
rotate 140
get her back to House X and over the katiskot board, make coffee at the same time, drink coffee, pour coffee on her thighs, birds-eye cam, straight tunnel shot, edit out the gut when she’s about to
Stop stop stop stopstopstosotopstopstoopstost
this ain’t me
it’s the red book, the red room, the red squirrel, the red head in the Cimmerian goth pad, the ones who scheme to split me, the Crowley mob, the
Tippi Hedren
Judi Dench
Helen Mirren
Yuh-Jung Youn
elegant and on top
plus Caché mute in the background
But with Hero, it was very important to me that she was leaning forward more than the other Heros I’ve seen
Re-try Latin
Find 15 basic phrases in Norwegian, go to Gravlax
Exaggerate then underplay
Didn’t know this but
Ibsen also wrote women better than women do
Stressed out, glib, pretty, she’s me with a muff
You see?
A lot of us would have followed her straight into battle and taken that hill, but she turned us away.
sorry
been cruising past retirement homes cos that’s what my lawyer says
what I say too
No more on-campus coffee stops
No more Leo wigs
Write something personal. Aloof
New script:
Petite blonde
accuses Hamlet of tearing something inside her
walks home the swampy way
Not a defence but
spit on the tongue, they’re ready
all men think it
even auditors
No no no no no no no no no
what I meant to say was flunk
Lay low
Lower
Lose constructed self in little Tibet, Woodside
avoid the robes
Resuscitate Boreanaz
Grrrhnsninsihfinsondaaaaaaaaaa
That’s hurt and betrayal and jealousy, and I think that’s very modern. I don’t think he’s thinking about her hymen.
Write. Something. Patronising.
Call back the old crew, pay them in krona
Hide Trachtenberg under layers of viscose
quote Wilde if she gets bored
Beautiful revelations of power are often written by the guy who got kicked around and didn’t have any power.
When I was 20
I had abs
In metaphysical terms
it’s a body and another body and possibly a Mexican
Doesn’t have tits
yet
here I am
explaining what I suspect is Gramsci’s concept of hegemony
Tradition, baby.
bitch if she’s got a head on her
In some primal cultures
Eliza would’ve been considered old
Mangy even
I am feminism
with the brakes cut
So in your corner
increasing angularity
replacing your regular masseuse
hawking Roseanne
solely watching Penny Marshall films
sweating
There’s a lot of inarticulate emotion that I articulate pretty well when I’m in the guise of a teenage girl
Write what?
About who?
Seven long years I toiled on the cog farm
Slayee and shiny
You hit me with an axe
Get away from my daughter
Put a bell on his neck
[breath]
Name-dropped Aquinas
Made up better version of Mandarin
invented fingering
Smiled graciously at the ‘meet you at the studio instead’ line
and now I’m the perv?
FUCK. THIS.
Kiwi farms is the place for me, ja ja ja
Brunette, coy and dead-looking
Bring I.D.