Barton Fink

On a rainy day

Do you wish for miracles in the shape of clouds?

Seeing your self and endless others

walk with their heads bowed

to nature, to God, to responsibilities?

I say the only salvation lies in a good movie

created by ones with iron balls-

not sissies who happen to be in the business

their stale breath infuse every plot

(think of momos and beer burps)-

Did you just wince? Did you look away?

Is this something no ‘good woman’ should say?

Hah! I tell you, what you want is simply a myth

Let her live in your cocoon, she belongs in the tower

The woman next to you is flesh and blood

And she has the privilege to make you smile and sigh.