Thursday, March 5, 2020

Joy V. Sheridan writes

Apollo in Web
Lovely Artemis, won’t you lend me your quiver and your bow
Won’t you lend me the light of your celestial smile
For in a while I know just where I shall go, oh yeah--
Know where I must go!
Apollo in a sunweb has become enmeshed with an amateur Ariadne
He met her at a dance in the Old Caledonian Road
Esteemed Pallas, this dallying with an inferior
Is a motive perfect for hitting him hard on the posterior
Such a thing one daren’t imagine, it’s happened, dancing a hand-jive
Some dive, listening to golden oldies on the roadies’ glib tongues
He seems moondrawn and listless, watching the briskness of the high-caloried boys
With liquorice bow-ties, and slippery fingers on their flies.
Apollo in web, caught in a cobweb –
Hand that spider, she’s got those prickly lashes like Scarlett O’Hara!
Well, let me be Rhett Butler, that little harlot
Ain’t gonna take away from me my piece of heavenly eternity.
Apollo sits there, mesmerised by the flicker in her eyes
Whilst his hand jives and the rockabilly beat goes through his toes –
If this is what your musings brought you to, old son
Then it’s time to go
Well look at that, she’s stuffed a wad of cotton wool
Down her brassiere, the one with the points like Rita wore in Outlaw,  
Some desperado – he’ll let the stubble grow a la Clint Eastwood
The ugly, the bad and the not good enough good, huh?  
Now it’s coke spilling and she saying “Oh liddle Apollo, won’t you take a swallow
Won’t you lick a nibble from off my hamburger dribble
It’s a scribble that I’ll let you take me home, after all,
I got a bone I wanna pick with you . . .”
Apollo in a spider’s web, headed for the outdoor shed
To loosen his emotions, kicking up the sawdust best
The chequer boys and girls, the swansdown lick, the duck’s arse curl
And then a flash of pearls above a twin-set of mammary-engineered constructions
Now I gotta get me in that place, forget the oily face with a two-hundred pound
Punch in the palm, I gotta hunch I jus’ gotta say,
’Pollo baby, c’mon home, where you belong Na Na Na Ney
Snappin’ fingers in hypnotic animation: this rotation on the box is getting’ boring
Lovely Artemis, isn’t it appalling the state your brother’s in?
Pallas, can you hear me through this din?
He’s stone forgot ’bout his chariot and his brace and pair
Seems he’s mighty mesmerised with that baggage over there
Now I’m getting’ weaving: if it’s competition you want
I’ll best you yet – get behind ’Pollo baby
Unless you want to get wet, you’re wet enough behind the ears
OK sister – here: take an onion for your tears
Clear the floor for dancing, this squaw’s on the warpath
Clear the floor for trancing, this Rasputin gets the shooting right
Come on baby, I ain’t got all night: weave that coloured tapestry
Try and weave your threads round me
I’m tricky and I’m sticky enough in my own way
So you want this boy here, do yah? Well, listen well to what I gotta say:
You can rock around the clock, you can roll in the aisles
But underneath that hundredweight of make-up lies a funeral pyre
You’ve trapped your meal tickets upon the sticky wickets
Of your plastic femininity; you’ve mesmerised, you’ve hypnotised
You’ve spun a fine old web I see – moths in your pockets, skeletons in your head
Now tell me sweetie: what precisely lies a-festering in your bed?
Come on Apollo – this little lady won’t follow,
She don’t want to dance no more upon this sweat-drenched floor
I don’t think she’ll bother you further, I can always deter her by merely
Liftin’ my foot and crushing her, nasty little old creepy-crawl 
                                      nasty little spider . . . .

1 comment:

  1. Apollo and his twin sister were the children of Zeus and Leto, the goddess of motherhood. Apollo was the deity of healing, prophecy, medicine, archery, music, poetry, and justice; later he became associated with the sun. Artemis is the goddess of hunting, wild animals, the wilderness, and the moon. Ariadne helped the Athenian hero Theseus defeat her 1/2 brother the half-man/half man monster known as the Minotaur by giving him a ball of thread to keep from getting lostt in the Labyrinth; she was worshiped as the goddess of passion and mazes. Pallas was a giant, the son of Gaia (Earth) and the blood of Uranus (sky) after their son Kronos (time) castrated him. During the giants' war against the gods he was slain by the goddess of wisdom, handicraft, and warfare Athena, who flayed his skin for use as a shield and used his name as an epithet; according to Publius Ovidius Naso, she beat Arakhne with a shuttle after being defeated in a weaving contest; after the girl hanged herself in shame Athena changed her into a spider. Arakhne invented linen cloth and nets, and her son Closter introduced the use of spindle. Scarlett O'Hara and Rgett Butler were the lovers in Margaret Mitchell's 1936 novel "Gone with the Wind." Jane Russell played Rio McDonald in Howard Hughes' 1941 movie about Billy the Kid, "The Outlaw;" Hughes developed a special cantilevered underwire bra to emphasize her curvaceous figure, adding curved structural steel rods that were sewn into the brassiere under each breast cup and connected to the bra's shoulder straps. One of Clint Eastwood's 1st movies was "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly," directed by Sergio Leone in 1966. Grigori Rasputin was a dissolute Russian mystic who gained considerable influence in the Russian government during World War I and was assassinated late in 1916.


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