CHECKER GIRL’S REVENGE
I.
Where is he? Tee Hee! Oh Ho!
His screwed up whacked out
whatever you want to call it girlfriend
sat
in her blue checkered hospital gown
that exposed
her colorless back. She felt
sexy, turned on, empty
when she WATCHED
her useless boyfriend
(or was it her brother,
or perhaps John Travolta-
I think his name shall be JayTee).
JayTee was
NUMB TO HER
HE NUMBERED HER
NUMBER TWO-ED HER
NUMBER TWO – HA HA!
(blue checkers,
what a dull, ugly blue).
How could blue be that boring?
(( Dull, Boring, Blue, Ugly ))
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CHECKERED [============]CHECKERED
Checker girl was strange amputated
in the hospital
staring at JayTee’s shadow.
If she
listened intently
she could almost hear JayTee playing
outside with his friends …
dirty, undesirable boys.
Are girls also dirty and undesirable?
Only those
in blue, checkered
hospital gowns.
II.
Checker girl laugh Checker girl cry
Checker girl scream Checker girl wiggle
Checker girl fidget Checker girl anything!!!!!
She just sat…flat…water-
rat…doormat…aristocrat,
the others HATE THAT.
There were at least five
women sitting in a circle TALKING
aaaaa-bowwwt their hospital
experience. CHECKER GIRL could not,
would not feel, couldn’t sing. Her
head was numb buzzing sound of power-
lines in a snow storm.
JayTee paced in the room staring violently
At checker girl.
She was afraid.
He was now known as THE leader
of all the Cruel and Nasty Boys
They did
EVERYTHING he told them.
Checker girl didn’t want to do
what she was told
STAY IN THE CIRCLE WHORE!
Trapped in the stiff gown
Exposing her blank back.
III.
WAKE UP! checker girl,
Time to SHOUT!
Time to GET OUT!
To RUN ABOUT!
Out of the bleak dismal hospital.
She now walked the streets
searching for home.
JayTee spotted HER <><><><><> the EVIL WITCH
checkered[=========]checkered
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HELLo,
how can I
HELP!!!!
you today?
GET AWAY FROM HIM!
JayTee San,
he has fun
with a gun
a loaded one
saved by none
need to run
Run Run Run
She stared down the barrel
the boys behind JayTee laughed.
Checker girl wanted to get away,
tried to get past the sentinel.
TEE HEE! checker girl OH HO! come on now
HA HA! slink past
fearfully
carefully
IV.
Checker Girl sat alone
at the round yellow table
in the dimly lit McDonalds
--Browns and reds draped by
apprehension—
“WHY AM I HERE!” her brain shouted
As if someone could hear.
She was waiting for JayTee to arrive.
she loved him
she feared him
<>A Young Mother<> dirty blonde hair
was sitting with her
newborn baby girl
quiet lullaby
at a table.
JAYTEE IS THE FATHER.
But when JayTee arrived
(ignoring checker girl)
he was ENRAGED about the
baby. coo ahh blub
DIDN’T WANT IT
He pointed
his pistol
at the baby.
Checker girl do not allow that
Checker girl
DO NOT
allow that
CHECKER GIRL
DO NOT
allow that
DO NOT ALLOW THAT!!!!
(checker girl shot JayTee)
B-A-N-G!
V.
JayTee lay dead,
waiting for help.
The stretcher arrived,
carried his stiff body,
his arms dangling
like drinking straws.
Could they suck life
into his body as they
stroked the air?
The paramedics had
covered his body, his torso,
with a hospital gown,
designed with blue checkers,
the ugliest blue checkers.