White Goods (pt2)

Tuesday 26th August 2008 7:31 pm

I went to see God in the out of town shopping centre

He has invited me to buy
64 thousand five hundred and seventy eight
independently priced washing machines

he sold me the merits of every one

in a trance I watched the drums spin and the pair of us stood together
like gay lovers on a his and hers shopping exhibition
I wore the trousers this time

I am amazed at the technological advances

he tells me that one model in particular
can actually play music as it attends to your wife’s
fifty knuckle shuffle

I corrected him and told him she was a he.

I asked whether it would stop her moaning

He stuttered momentarily, then looking perplexed,
replied that he would have to check the instruction leaflet.

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Jeff Dawson

Sun 31st Aug 2008 21:44

Brilliant Pete, wasn't sure about part 1 but great finale in part 2! Love the 64,578 independantly priced washing machines and 50 knuckle shuffle stanza, cheers Jeffarama!

Pete Crompton

Wed 27th Aug 2008 11:38

Sorry about the spelling, there is no edit facility on comments ! yikes

Pete Crompton

Wed 27th Aug 2008 11:37

many thanks. yes It needs the re read for the hidden meaning! thanks Clarissa and Steve.

Clarissa you aint dumb! Have you seen your poetry!

The poem deals with assumptions as Steve points out, it also deals with disposalble culture throw away culture, and how machines are repalcing or invading the home and our cultural values, for example 'fifty knuckle shuffle' this refers to, well its a slang word for (doing something to yourself for pleasure)

Steve OConnor

Wed 27th Aug 2008 11:22

Howdo Pete

Well. You've written a rum 'un here! Still, I'll bite.

Top-notch opening line. At first I thought that I had read something like it before, but I think it's a case of a 'it's so good - why hasn't someone written it before?' scenario.

"in a trance I watched the drums spin and the pair of us stood together
like gay lovers on a his and hers shopping exhibition
I wore the trousers this time" - Your fourth stanza is an absolute blinder. I like how it plays with perception and assumptions.

In fact, I think you've done something really interesting with this poem in that it demands a re-read to get it. Just because there's brevity doesn't mean there's nothing going on.

Cracking stuff.

Steve

clarissa mckone

Wed 27th Aug 2008 03:23

hi, well Im sure Im missing it, must be some UK type terms here, that just flew over my little dumb american head. I felt while reading it as if I was in another world, that perhaps I should laugh, or was I on acid? Im sure Im just missing the slang and dont get it. Im sure its great.

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White Goods (pt2)

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