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weirdelf
weirdelf
Nov 14, 2007 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Dress me in Armani

 

Dress me in an Armani suit
cut my nails
make me look “you beaut”!

Give me a haircut,
styled “au mess”
short back and sides
or groomed grandesse

Fit my feet, Italian leathered
shave me close or
grungy and feathered

It makes no difference.

I still look
like I woke up in a gutter
I’m old and wrinkled
cosmetics won’t matter

So i didn’t get the sexy job.
Won’t get it, never will.
I understand now
how most women feel
all of their lives.


— weirdelf, Nov 14, 2007

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Region, Country: Sydney, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: The Romantics, The Mersey Sound, The Beats and, of course, The Bard

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Sinbadthesailorman

Sinbadthesailorman

18 years 6 months ago

weather you win or lose

its not how you play the game it is how do you play it and with whom so were you trying to get a sexy job or is this just a play I know Back in my mid thirtys I took classes to become a dealer and did very well in the new town which the casino came to a place where we Dealers were needed So my dumb butt decides to go to vegas I just did not fit the scene Butt A sexy beast I still was And I became A armed Guard at Jerry's Nugget And meet many people who could get me to were I wanted to be butt no longer cared to be So what Am I saying How Bad do you want it Getting It is just a matter of devising it to fit your old Blue Jeans don't play their game networking is always worked for me even when I did not no what it was Set up your own game make em play
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 6 months ago

Thanks sinbad,

your words speak true. Wasn't at all sure I wanted the job, running the e-books section in my bookstore, just resented that I was told quite bluntly I didn't look good enough for the position. Pissed me off a lot since it was given to a sycophantic little prick less qualified. The upside is I don't have to work with "Odie" (my nickname for him, the puppy in the Garfield cartoons) and I still get to sell real books. Actually I like my job, but it feels like sailing an iceberg through the tropics as backlists of quality books are sold off and "remainders" brought in, this used to be the best and most dignified bookshop in Australia. Oh, I'm still a spunky bastard, but attractive only as a "bad boy", not a "pretty boy". I can deal with that. cheers, Jess
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Quillsvein1

18 years 6 months ago

you know what

f**k all that. if a society is determined to prolong youth and actually deigns to judge people, particularly with respect to the basic demands of nature--one of the less embarrassing ones being aging--then the society is deluded and we must just look at it that way. (and suffer it day to day, unforunately, since we live in it). i wonder how many young women starve themselves to death because they can't put down "glamour" or how many men feel inferior because they have a little more flab than the guy on the cover of GQ. pagan misery, i'd call it. you're courageous to even come out and say "i'm aging" and not try to qualify that by saying "i'm special in this or that way, my wrinkles don't appear here or there" as so many do. great job, and don't let the bastards get you down!
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 6 months ago

thanks Quill

you are so right, so many things in our societies attempt to remove our dignity to make us more needy and buy more. I love your insight. cheers, Jess
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IKnowNoBox

18 years 6 months ago

Been in the middle of this

less rugged the girls walk all over you.Rugged in apperance they don't want to be seen with you around their friends.like a girl dressing down is said to be "slumin' it"...or the sheick fashion catagory is flash for rags struggling in the fashion world ,vintage is coming back in rotation with a modern assasory. In ink, dabbler
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DeWaal

18 years 6 months ago

Self pity brings insight

Hi Jess I've come back to your poem after our discussion about self pity. Yes, maybe one can read a bit of it in here. But there is nothing wrong with that. The poem is about somebody who feels injured because he "doesn't look good enough". As a poem it works very well. And as the poem progresses you can see how the speaker in the poem is getting spruced up - then at the end, the disillusion. What makes the poem really special is the insight right at the end about how the world seems to women. That hits the spot! Regards De Waal
RSScheerer

RSScheerer

18 years ago

hey, Jess

(there's another repetition no one caught - "or" in the second and third lines, third stanza) You had me with this piece until the conclusion. It made me wonder why you think most women would feel that way all of their lives, and why women specifically here? I sense where you meant it to go, but the question does come to mind. Curious late-night thoughts here. Best, Ronda
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years ago

(thanks for the rep spotting)

but it seems strange to me that you wonder why I think that. Society, advertising, even art all place more emphasis on womens appearance than mens. Not all women let it make them feel bad about themselves, perhaps "many" instead of "most"? cheers, Jess