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Doug Draime - August 2007 |
| THE TRUE STORY OF NOAH Several thousand years after the flood, Noah parked the ark in the New York harbor, got off to get a chili dog at Nathan's on Coney Island, took a cruise on the Staten Island Ferry, and won 40 thousand dollars in Atlantic City at the crap table. His wife. his sons, and his son’s wives were all still dead asleep on the ark. Noah had drugged them with massive doses of Pamelor, Vicodin, and Effexor, so he could get a little R&R, alone, without the demands of domesticity. Everything was beginning to annoy and outrage him on the ark. The daily rut of keeping all the animals fed and clean, and all the shit mopped up was a 24/7 job in itself; they had to do it in in 8 hour shifts. The constant bickering between the women was becoming unbearable. And, for the last couple hundred years, his sons had developed the bizarre habit of walking in on Noah and his wife, Mrs. Noah, when they were drunk and fucking, which had caused his wife not to get drunk, and fuck him, she just shut him off. Noah stayed away from the ark for several weeks, going from party to party at nights, and playing the stock market during the days. He came back to the ark a rich and satisfied man, only to be appalled by the fact that no one had made the slightest effort to clean up the animal shit. He knew what had to be done, and threw himself right into it. When he was finished, there was not a hint, a spot, a trace, or a whisper of creature doo-doo. One clean ark, he determined! Then he drugged them all again, fucked his sleeping wife, rented a car and drove to Hollywood, where he is to this day contemplating that voice that was booming from the sky thousands of years ago. Doug Draime's latest chap is "Spiders And Madmen" (Scintillating Publications, 2006). Most recent magazine and online pubs include: The American Dissident, Lummox Journal, Magazine X, Literary Chaos, Right Hand Pointing, E-Bych, St. Vitus Press & Poetry Review, Raving Dove, etc. A former L.A. street poet, he currently lives and writes in the foothills of Oregon. |