Once she took off that
stupid hat she wanted
to do it. Random acts
of violence in several
pubs. Voice raised in
record profanity. Did
a Miley Cyrus near
Piccadilly. Posed for
Good Vibrations catalogue.
Knew Wittgenstein vs.
Karl Popper. Said Heidegger
was a Nazi pussy. Talked
us under the table.
I like these tribute / legend portraits of neurotic, brain heavy, excessive romantic types. They are dramatic. They are cryptonite to sensitive male academics. They are unforgettable even though they are doomed apocalyptic whores. I suggest replacing the Miley reference because she will be tomorrows forgotton meat. I’m concerned about the Heidegger reference because it might imply that he was soft on the policies that define “true” macho Nazis–meaning that she is endorsing the “real thing.” I like this poem just the same. I have tried to eulogize such nuclear femsters myself and failed.