David Bowie <\/b><\/p>\n
I dreamt about David Bowie last night <\/i><\/p>\n
That was nice for you <\/i><\/p>\n
I dreamt that he had agreed to attend our jumble sale and that you and all the girls were amazed that I had managed to persuade this mega star to come to our girls event <\/i><\/p>\n
I dreamt that you and Anaka were bitching about me <\/i><\/p>\n
Lesbians always bitch about each other <\/i><\/p>\n
You were bitching about my fat arse <\/i><\/p>\n
You do have a fat arse <\/i><\/p>\n
I know but I said there was no need to bitch about it <\/i><\/p>\n
I do not discuss your arse with Anaka <\/i><\/p>\n
Well I became angry with you both and stormed out <\/i><\/p>\n
Where did you go?<\/i><\/p>\n
To the Green Club <\/i><\/p>\n
It was a David Bowie themed evening<\/i><\/p>\n
Well to get back to my dream <\/i><\/p>\n
Fuck you Simonetta <\/i><\/p>\n
Well to get back to my dream<\/i><\/p>\n
\u00a0Fuck you Simonetta <\/i><\/p>\n
Well to get back to my dream <\/i><\/p>\n
In my dream Mr Bowie was in a darkened room with his small entourage <\/i><\/p>\n
He was signing autographs <\/i><\/p>\n
But had insisted that the lights be dimmed <\/i><\/p>\n
It was then that I guessed the truth <\/i><\/p>\n
What was the truth?<\/i><\/p>\n
That he was dying <\/i><\/p>\n
What happened then?<\/i><\/p>\n
I tried to see his face but was unable to as the light was so poor <\/i><\/p>\n
He signed his autograph <\/i><\/p>\n
To Simonetta you have always cared more for the community than about yourself – You will always be much loved \u2013 David <\/i><\/p>\n
What did you do?<\/i><\/p>\n
I tried to speak to him but found myself sorting out the jumble in the main hall <\/i><\/p>\n
And then? <\/i><\/p>\n
My dream ended<\/i><\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
The Black Dahlia <\/b><\/p>\n
Do you remember the last movie we saw?<\/i><\/p>\n
Not really as we see so many <\/i><\/p>\n
It was called The Black Dahlia <\/i><\/p>\n
Oh yes I remember you have had the hots for Scarlett Johansson ever since <\/i><\/p>\n
You liked the movie also <\/i><\/p>\n
I also have the hots for Scarlett Johansson as you well know <\/i><\/p>\n
I think most girls would like to bed Scarlett Johansson<\/i><\/p>\n
Well it set me thinking about the true murder <\/i><\/p>\n
I wondered if there had been photographs taken at the crime scene <\/i><\/p>\n
And were there photographs?<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes there were a few <\/i><\/p>\n
Were they horrible? <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes and no <\/i><\/p>\n
Well the poor girl had been cut in half and she had been horribly violated <\/i><\/p>\n
We you not sick? <\/i><\/p>\n
I was appalled at the violence that had been inflicted on the poor girl <\/i><\/p>\n
But it was the position of her arms that haunted me <\/i><\/p>\n
The position of her arms?<\/i><\/p>\n
It was almost as if she was lying in a cornfield in Kansas looking at the sky <\/i><\/p>\n
But she was dead she had been horribly murdered by a sick psycho <\/i><\/p>\n
I know?<\/i><\/p>\n
Why Kansas?<\/i><\/p>\n
It was the first state that I thought of <\/i><\/p>\n
Are there cornfields in Kansas? <\/i><\/p>\n
I do not know I would imagine that there are cornfields in Kansas <\/i><\/p>\n
In the photograph there is a LAPD detective looking at her remains <\/i><\/p>\n
Go on <\/i><\/p>\n
I thought about him also <\/i><\/p>\n
This man most likely had a family and at the end of that horrible day he would have returned to them <\/i><\/p>\n
Elizabeth would have been lying on a mortuary slab in two pieces and this nameless detective would be sharing a meal with his family <\/i><\/p>\n
It was all part of the job he is likely to have seen far worse <\/i><\/p>\n
Worse than an innocent girl from Boston cut in two and posed grotesquely <\/i><\/p>\n
He most likely to have come across rotting bodies in forgotten apartments and the like <\/i><\/p>\n
How could he have eaten a meal that evening?<\/i><\/p>\n
He might have just got drunk you know <\/i><\/p>\n
Maybe <\/i><\/p>\n
We will never know will we?<\/i><\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
The Love Girl and the Innocent <\/b><\/p>\n
Do you think that God approves of us?<\/i><\/p>\n
I do not think he cares <\/i><\/p>\n
God cares about us all <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you think that we piss him off with our lifestyle?<\/i><\/p>\n
I have never really thought about it <\/i><\/p>\n
A lot of it is about friendship you know that is where men get it wrong <\/i><\/p>\n
They just see us fucking together and it just fuels their fantasies <\/i><\/p>\n
Before you I had met girls who were not just right for me so I helped them to become attached to another girls <\/i><\/p>\n
So have I we are all sisters together <\/i><\/p>\n
That is an awful clich\u00e9 <\/i><\/p>\n
It is not a clich\u00e9 <\/i><\/p>\n
I like the directness that exists between lesbians<\/i><\/p>\n
That is because we are all girls <\/i><\/p>\n
That is another clich\u00e9 you are speaking in clich\u00e9s today <\/i><\/p>\n
Fuck you <\/i><\/p>\n
Fuck you <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you know that lesbians share many common tastes?<\/i><\/p>\n
I thought that would be obvious <\/i><\/p>\n
That is a limited answer I am surprised at you Simonetta <\/i><\/p>\n
I mean outside of the physical and the emotional <\/i><\/p>\n
Do you remember the day when you came out?<\/i><\/p>\n
I did not come out <\/i><\/p>\n
I always knew where I was going <\/i><\/p>\n
I liked the company of men but found women more attractive<\/i><\/p>\n
Well you know my story<\/i><\/p>\n
My parents did not accept that I as gay and I had to hide my love letters from Rosetta in a book<\/i><\/p>\n
What was the book called?<\/i><\/p>\n
Well it was not exactly a book it was play by Aleksander Solzhenitsyn called The Love Girl and the Innocent <\/i><\/p>\n
Were you the innocent? <\/i><\/p>\n
No I was the love girl <\/i><\/p>\n
I was engaged to Jeffrey and we were fucking all the time but I was also sharing by bed with Rosetta <\/i><\/p>\n
Who was the innocent then? <\/i><\/p>\n
Jeffrey obviously he did not have a clue that I was gay and when the truth came out there was hell to pay <\/i><\/p>\n
I was asked to leave my home <\/i><\/p>\n
And Jeffrey?<\/i><\/p>\n
He got over it <\/i><\/p>\n
He is married to Lauren now and they have a kid but mark my word she will stray some day
\n<\/i><\/p>\n
I know her she is not gay but she will not settle for his tepid domesticity <\/i><\/p>\n
I have known her for years <\/i><\/p>\n
And Jeffrey poor Jeffrey will always be the innocent <\/i><\/p>\n
He will get so far in his profession and then he will stop <\/i><\/p>\n
Younger less able men will pass him but he will not resent their travel <\/i><\/p>\n
He will just accept it <\/i><\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
Aaron the Dog interviews Detective Lee <\/b><\/p>\n
What are you writing?<\/p>\n
I am writing a story<\/p>\n
What is it about?<\/p>\n
It is about Aaron the Dog interviewing Detective Lee on the day of his retirement<\/p>\n
They have lived opposite each other for years<\/p>\n
But have never really spoken<\/p>\n
Apart from exchanging the time of day<\/p>\n
Why has Detective Lee retired?<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t know I have not reached that stage of the story<\/p>\n
Has he reached the statutory retirement age?<\/p>\n
He is forty-five<\/p>\n
He has taken early retirement<\/p>\n
Why has he had enough?<\/p>\n
He witnessed the Kennedy assassination<\/p>\n
Does he know who was responsible and has retired so that he may go undercover?<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t know I have not reached that stage of the story<\/p>\n
Do you know that Rosetta had the hots for Jackie Kennedy?<\/p>\n
No<\/p>\n
She also had some naked paparazzi photos of Jackie that she had cut from a magazine<\/p>\n
Jackie was never papped<\/p>\n
She was in the 1970s<\/p>\n
She was married to Onassis and was on their private island when she was photographed<\/p>\n
As if the security was that lax<\/p>\n
It was<\/p>\n
She was well and truly papped<\/p>\n
The First Lady\u2019s bush appeared in a number of magazines<\/p>\n
I bet it pissed her off<\/p>\n
It did<\/p>\n
What happened?<\/p>\n
I am not really sure there was a fuss of course but I read somewhere that Onassis found the whole thing rather funny<\/p>\n
What did you do?<\/p>\n
Nothing I just returned the cuttings to the book and did not mention it<\/p>\n
It was her own private fantasy why should I intrude?<\/p>\n
There is a movie out about Jackie at the cinema<\/p>\n
I know<\/p>\n
Some of my friends have seen it<\/p>\n
Did they enjoy the movie?<\/p>\n
I have not asked them<\/p>\n
I suspect it was because of Natalie Portman<\/p>\n
She is too skinny for me too boyish<\/p>\n
I think she is quite pretty<\/p>\n
Is she your type?<\/p>\n
What is my type?<\/p>\n
That is what I was asking<\/p>\n
You are my type<\/p>\n
That is a coward\u2019s answer<\/p>\n
About your story what happens?<\/p>\n
You stole those photographs of Jackie<\/p>\n
I did not<\/p>\n
You did I always know when you are lying<\/p>\n
How<\/p>\n
You clench your fists as you are doing now<\/p>\n
I did not steal the cuttings<\/p>\n
I just gave away the book to a charity shop<\/p>\n
And you did not remove Jackie\u2019s naked pics<\/p>\n
What did Rosetta say?<\/p>\n
She did not say anything<\/p>\n
That was when I realised that we would not be together for long<\/p>\n
Why?<\/p>\n
Because there were parts of her that I did not know<\/p>\n
There are parts of me you do not know<\/p>\n
You are an open book Simonetta<\/p>\n
No I am not<\/p>\n
You are I know you inside and out<\/p>\n
You don\u2019t<\/p>\n
Why do you say that?<\/p>\n
Because I gave your book away<\/p>\n
Which book<\/p>\n
The Matisse<\/p>\n
And I did not remove the naked Jackie cuttings<\/p>\n
Why did you do that?<\/p>\n
Because I wanted to know you more deeply<\/p>\n
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