You're sitting there trying to deal
with the onslaught of a recession.
Do you take the bid on the house?
120,000
less than you paid.
20.000
less than you owe.
Suddenly
a big cosmic goldfish globule!
Silence
has been Skyped.
Loneliness
breached.
It's
the GOLDFISH again.
And
you don't even feed the fucker.
You don't get these SFX in Beckett silence.
But
this ain't a story of analogue ennui.
This
is one of digital despair.
Tinged
with dishonest possibility.
Ones
and zeros.
Cyber-sex.
Beauty
or beast.
Come
on baby.
Skype
me.
We
have contact.
We
have picture.
Static.
No web-cam on me.
Can I web-cam on you.
On
your grandmother's teengage breasts.
Over
to you
It's
Vanessa Odoru
[19/07/2012
18:06:39] Vanessa Odoru: Hello
Hello
indeed. What could Vanessa Odoru possibly want?
[19/07/2012
18:06:43] Vanessa Odoru: Can you add me to be come honest friends
Honestly.
Time
to introduce Vanessa: She is female. She is pretty. She is a girl from
Potchefstroom city. That's South Africa. Or so we're told.
Vanessa is on the prowl.
She's looking for an honest, single man to share the "rean of my life with and stay with forever."
Vanessa is on the prowl.
She's looking for an honest, single man to share the "rean of my life with and stay with forever."
A tall order? Well with Skype you can walk the
whole wide world.
Just
to find me.
Me
here, hungover in a warm, grey, Dublin evening.
She
found me! Found me. Found me.
Lotto
winning yippee!
[19/07/2012 18:07:19] Kevin
Barrington: Why me? Why you?
[19/07/2012 18:08:34] Vanessa Odoru:
Oh Dear anthing but if you don't like is ok
Why me?
[19/07/2012 18:14:03] Kevin
Barrington: But you don't know me. Why are you sending me a message. Perhaps I
boil babies for breakfast, peck at toddlers for lunch, pig out on grannies at
night. Maybe you should run along down the highway
[19/07/2012 18:16:48] Vanessa Odoru:
Okay My Dear
And with that Vanessa Odoru had
come.
And gone.
From my life.
How was it for you?
Vanessa.
Odoru.
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