(MWalker copyright 2020)
Blank Woman Fishnet Stockings greets me at the door of The Enchanted Seas…
“Hello… welcome to the door of The Enchanted Seas…shall I call you daddy, Daddy?” Blank Woman Fishnet Stockings asks, automatically dropping to her knees.
She is lithe and thin with blue hair and tattoos of black ribbons right under her buttocks.
I am amenable. I have some little money. I take an Uber cab here from the Black Hole at the center of the galaxy. Just to have some Blank Woman call me daddy.
“Yep, you can call me …” I say.
I am drunk right now. Horny. I know that this world is mostly flat. Landlocked. I know that tomorrow I will wake up hungover and broke and all there will be is a long long bus ride to the BMV. I know that the Coronavirus is sweeping over China. I know that Columbus was a sea pirate. I know that Nietzsche was a misogynist. I know that poetry is stupid. I know…I know…I know…
Blinding light of Nothing
“Please…call me…daddy.” I groan. As Blank Woman unzips me.
And, issueth forth from the door of The Enchanted Seas…in boom time
“Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long
Anytime she goes away”
I know I know I know I know I know I kno…
