Originally uploaded by lorenzodom
In The Aisle, at Hy-Vee
I like watching.
And, there’s something keenly sadistic about knowing
someone might be watching you.
There are four large windows looking into my living and dining rooms;
I have no curtains—some considerable spontaneity has unraveled
in these rooms.
A million rooftops, ice machine rooms, linen closets, scummy bar bathrooms,
public parks, parked cars, and cemeteries too.
One day we came out of the underground archives
of the Mid-Manhattan Library and the chagrined security guard growled,
”You two shouldn’t have been doing that…”
I feigned shame and thought, grinning, “Yes, you’re right…but we did.”
Never done it in the back of a pick up truck though, but then again,
I’ve never shagged the drag either.
I want to do it in the grocery aisle, some 24-hour Stop-and-Shop, somewhere,
anywhere, in the Midwest maybe—Ames, Iowa, Fareway, Hy-Vee even,
first in the Midwest for "cleanliness, courtesy, integrity and prices!"
There are supposedly 2,397 video surveillance cameras watching
the streets of Manhattan, every minute, every hour, every day of the year—
watching me, watching you, watching us, do as we do, do as we please.
New York Penal Law § 245.00 considers
“public lewdness” a class B misdemeanor.
Maximum sentence: 3 Months, $500.
Please, don’t get caught....unless you've got the time
If you've got the money, I've got the time
We'll go honky tonkin', and we'll have a time
We'll make all the night spots, dance, drink beer and dine
If you've got the money honey, I've got the time
—If You’ve Got the Money, Lefty Frizzle—
(R&O thank you for the inspiration)
Rose, Olive & Me