Really
tonight I want to sing
Frank O’Hara what is it these
Past weeks that makes me
Frank O’Hara what is it these
Past weeks that makes me
Return
again and again to your poems?
Frank O'Hara was no James Bond
For reals. He was no
Day
winding down to night.
Yes
He was.
He was.
O
I get it. Frank O’Hara is it.
He’s
my favorite James Bond actor!
You
said God I fucking love
Roger
Moore. You said
That’s
secretly why I bought
A
Volvo 1800.
You
asked me to write a poem
In
the voice of Roger Moore.
I
said You might not like the voice
You
hear however for Roger Moore
Is
my second-to-last least favorite
Bond.
(He runs like a knock-kneed
Pansy-ass.)
What do you love
About
Roger Moore?
(I said your answer will inform
This poem and your Volvo 1800
(I said your answer will inform
This poem and your Volvo 1800
Will
likely end up in this pome as well.)
HOW
DARE YOU!
Moore's dashing somewhat effete Bond
Is
by far my favorite. All those gadgets
And
outfits and cool 70s shit!
You
can't hold the sissy shit against him.
That
was THE POINT of the Roger Moore Bond,
Muttsy!
The Spy Who Loved Me
Would wake me out of a coma.
Would wake me out of a coma.
My great grandma
was a Sean Connery lady
All
the way (shudder).
Oh, we used to get into it.
Oh, we used to get into it.
2nd
to least favorite???
Barely above STEVEN SEAGAL?
You
have got to be shitting me, man.
Karl
Stromburg wanted to build a new Atlantis!!
That
shit is right up my alley. I wanna cry
Just
thinking about it.
The
ski chase!!
Come
on!!
The
flag!
Whoa,
whoa. Slow down, Ingpree.
Is
it so awful that your great-grandmother
And
I share the same favorite?
FUCKING
JAWS!
SEAN
CONNERY??? OH HELL NO.
I
get it. You seem to be drawn by the glitz
The
simulacra of the Moore-Bond (and yes
They
all had that). But I have the eye of a grunt
Of
a foot-soldier and I know what it takes to do
Some
of that shit (not that I ever did any of it).
And,
please, stop shouting.
I
CAN'T YOU HAVE ME WORKED UP!
SCOTTISH
BOND? SO WRONG.
(At
least you resisted double
Exclamation
points.)
!!!!!!
O
you. I'm
a plebe at heart
A mutt a working class grunt.
Connery
appeals to my low-brow youth.
It's
a class thing I think.
WELL I
don't want some brutish lug.
I
want a Bond who looks like
He
could wake up between me
And
a hot Turkish pool-boy
And
be unfazed.
To
which we say O Frank O'Hara
Please tell us
Something
we can understand.
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