ONLY WHEN YOU’VE DONE SOMETHING TRULY TERRIBLE

We have a couple renting from us
below. One morning the boyfriend
shouts FUCK!!
and I think, has he hit her? Is this
what I’ve brought into my house?

When they leave
I’m at the kitchen window
peering through the curtains
for the slightest limp
or look, but she’s chatting away
with a cigarette and he’s strolling
along with his hands in his pockets, and I am
standing there in my underwear, near-empty
milk carton in hand, feeling
a little ripped off. It’s only when I come home
to find they’ve taken out the garbage for me
do I begin to understand.

The next day I shout GODDAMIT!!
punch a hole in the wall
and plant some violets
under their window.

 

 

(c) 2007 Rocco de Giacomo

September’s Top Videos

 
 

5. I hereby coin the phraze “going double-rainbow” as to become manically or uncomfortably happy and/or unreasonably excited. Watch and witness how this guy gets more and more extreme in his ecstasy.


 
 

You can also watch the brilliant auto-tune adaptation.


 
 

4. I’m confused, what exactly is this guy trying to say?


 
 

3. A brilliant introspective look at the the plight of the average male in a world hostile to his needs.


 
 

2. To all my kiwi friends, where have you gone?


 
 

1. Finally, if you haven’t seen this already, this is a fantastic idea started by advice columnist Dan Savage. It’s a online movement to give comfort and support to gay kids caught up the the social, cliquish hell that we call high school.


 
 

WARNING

Be careful of the immigrant
behind the counter: make sure
she uses gloves handling your strawberry tart.
The teacher at the newcomer program
may not have taught her
how important it is
to wash.

Make sure she gives you the correct change.
A newcomer, after all:
the coins are unfamiliar to her,
she might miscount or
think you careless.

Be careful of her, especially today
because she’s just learned
that an electrical component
she designed back home
has just entered orbit
in a rocket, miles above you,
and in her excitement,
there is no telling how
she might behave.

 

 

 

©2003 Rocco de Giacomo