Haiku for Cathy
A sixth anniversary elegy.
We are creative, We are old, We are sods. Cos.
A sixth anniversary elegy.
This is the companion piece to ‘Manopause & Manstruation’ and is, basically, a skit on how ‘health’ sites view erectile dysfunction – wankers!
This is not right! I expected an antiseptis smell, walking past beds with twitching nutters in them, angrily covered in piss, shit and vomit with beeping beeps blaring out incessantly.
‘WHAT A STRANGE, demented feeling it gives me when I realise I have spent whole days before this inkstone, with nothing better to do, jotting down at random whatever nonsensical thoughts have entered my head.’
(Kenko)
‘Hui-tzu then said to Chuang-tzu, “I have a gigantic tree, but its trunk is too gnarled for the plumb line and its branches too twisted for the ruler; even if it were set in the middle of the road, carpenters would pay no attention to it. Now what you say is grandiose but useless, rejected by everyone alike….