He r new Anne Fontaine puffy pirate shirt,
skinny jeans & Turquoise
stilettos
gets her in the back alley
Jackson Street club
called [informally] the Hepkat
where the cats were Swinging
n so hot hot hot; they
reenact ( ) the zoot-suits riots
on Saturday Night & she gets
beaten up by the same ****** sailor
every Saturday; he said his name was Fred
& he carried her back to his place one night;
Fred had the biggest calico cat
she had ever seen
& oddly, she ha seen a few
& fell or flew into his arms
but poor Fred was gay & Asian Hipster Barbie
as bad as she wanted to warn him didn't
& as hot [she had a snooch - despite slumming
w/ around the Stonewall franchise of the future:
drive-thru homosexuality - Barbie's mind
wanders when she thinks what two hard
***** could do to each other -
w/ no clue but the gay **** she's been reading
since second grade [since she found
an old scummy underground glossy floating
in the gutter & sneaking it home
in her book bag & set it out to let it dry out
like a sacred relic
of some mysterious culture or civilization:
& there it was, straight up [it was surprisingly easy
to get her hands on more - the same way - ]
someone must have been spooging on them & chucking them
in the trash & somehow
they inevitably wound up n the gutter -
& out of Tom of Finland: [like the garbage
man refused to take it w/ the garbage
so he tossed it in the gutter when he threw
the contents of smelly,
trash basket into the chopper |
as she was [she found she could shove
her own fist up her *** || not that
she bragged about it | her friends
at boarding school were all closet-lesbians
[Barbie wanted to be the bottom
in a Tom of Finland cartoon -]
[she wondered if she'd ever get laid
or treated like the woman she [her own kind
of secret - [ ], ( )
so she could fist herself; it never became
necessary to *** that hard again - ever]
imagined herself to be - or man] looking;
his
eyes melted in his head
& she froze hard -