FIREWORKS IN MAINE

 

FULL MOON MOODY BEACH, MAINE

 

POSTCARD FROM NEW YORKSHIRE... FOURTEEN

Obst. Dr. Roshan and his name
Are listed in Who's Who
For an adherence to literal meaning I guess
He's a stickler
His waiting room puts the one
In Beetlejuice to shame

Life or death
It's all the same

Yawn

PERRERA 1

The steady centre of Cecil

THE SHORTCOMING

A new one act, one scene, one idea play
by
Harold Halfpinter

Scene: A drawing room. There is a table and a chair. In the chair an oldish man smokes a pipe and reads a broadsheet, this is PATER. In walks a boy in school uniform, this is ANGEL. 


ANGEL        Hello!

PATER         Hmm! (grunts)


Angel takes off his uniform to reveal an adult suit. He picks up a bowler hat from the table and puts it on. This can take as long as it takes. Throughout there is silence, save for their activities and the nervous coughing of the audience.

ANGEL         Goodbye!

Angel exists.

PATER         Mm!


THE END

Hoo!

photo by Sean Murphy

GODDAMMADDOG

Santa’s independence came early

But I was fourteen

When I thought

About that mass irrelevance in the room

My dad came home sometimes and I was glad to see him

My god

The reason for priests was his reluctance

To have any authority

We would all be ratherly feathered down
Than have their lives
Of betting on two foot dogs again

To escape trap four 
We all had a plan
And I was willing

He asked me to visit the clinic with him

fill his cup

He knew I would not fail

Virgin on the desperate as I was

Towards a girlfriend

I had to do both of ours

Being young and dumb and full

Of himself

He could not muster a dash

His condiments were dried up

He got paid of course
Twice