Zoos are too costly.
You want to see gorillas?
Just watch the neighbours!
bird pierced horizon
somewhere between trees and clouds
spilling rainy nails
a man in a hood
hopes to join them tomorrow
stuffing a nail bomb
TONY: So, Tati, are you advocating terrorism now?
TONY: A man in a hood stuffing a nail bomb. That’s pretty potent imagery right there, my friend.
TATI: And where’s the logic, my friend? Is everything I see something I advocate and enjoy? Is this the case for you?
TONY: Well, no, but I didn’t write a poem about it. It seems like something that was on your mind at least…
TATI: But you write about masturbating and depression. I don’t think you’re fan of such activities.
TONY: I’m a fan of one of them, but yeah, I take your point. So, what was your intention when you wrote this poem then?
TATI: A fan? Do you like depressive shit?
TONY: You’re dodging the question. No fair!
TATI: And everyone pretends that they don’t get you’re a fist fucker.
TONY: Ahem. I think we were talking about you and terrorism, not my sexual proclivities!
TATI: Next question, Jerry.
TONY: My name’s not Jerry!
TATI: Gosh, Oprah, you’re as dull as a holey galosh.
TONY: Oh, thank you so very much. That’s a lovely goddam thing to say! Jesus.
TATI: A galosh in glasses.
TONY: Fine. I’m a galosh in fucking glasses. This interview is over!
TATI: Really? Okay, Oprah. Then till next time, take care of yourselves and each other!
TONY: Jerry Springer signs off with that. Not Oprah! And there’s only one of me here!
TATI: Aw, boo hoo hoo! Go to Oprah!
TONY: What the hell?! Tati, are you stuck between TV channels?
TATI: Shall I punch you goodbye?
TONY: What’s gotten into you lately? You’ve been acting like a… well, a terrorist!
TATI: Aw, Tony, don’t you see I’m trying to raise our readership? Your dull interviewing technique would send even my grandma to sleep in two seconds flat!
TONY: Oh, so you’re proposing to thump each other over the head with our chairs, is that right? That’s your grand solution?!
TATI: And what is your proposition?
TONY: I don’t know. None of this has gone the way I planned. I think I might just go and take a nap.
TATI: Typical Tony!
TONY: What? What have I done now?
TATI: Just go. Meanwhile, I will think of the next ‘But is it Art?’ questions.
TONY: Don’t expect me to be a cooperative interviewee then. Feh!
Dear readers, don’t touch that dial… and stay tuned for more!