holden on

Clearly it's a bad idea to read the bell jar, catcher in the rye, howl, native son, and hamlet all in the same week...



I’m tired of Plath’s whining,
Ginsberg’s howling,
Shakespeare’s serenading.

I don’t like music with no tune,
songs full of screaming and murderous plots,
tunes with no instruments or artistry,
no fingers flickering on keys.

I’m tired of plays that end in deathdeathdeath
of Ophelia or Willy or Thomas a Kempis
and films where no one is ever happy.
Give me Rick and Ilsa
give me exotic Casablanca
give me the antihero with a strong chin and an unexposed neck
give me Germans to shoot
give me a night fog to walk off into
give me Louie and the start of a beautiful friendship.