AFTER ALL
WHEN AFTER ALL IT WAS YOU AND ME
Hef died yesterday at 91 When the late Barbra Frum somewhat
prissily remonstrated: what you’re really selling is a high class
dirty book Hugh threw back his head +laughed We have the
most cutting edge writers philosophers artists he said Sartre!
Nabokov! Vonnegut!
But when you’re 7 or 8 it’s the Vargas Girl cartoon +all of the large
breasted honey haired Goddesses who beckon A warm lap read you
a story Maybe marry your father or brother should they divorce Some
of their nipples were the size of saucers They’d lie back and enjoy it +
look into your girl child eyes They promised you a certain kind of power
Especially the centrefold Your first GIANTESS
So why do the feminists hate him? Susan Brownmiller suggested he wear
bunny ears + a tail In the end he bought the plot next to where Marilyn is
buried His first Playboy cover bunny It all seemed so innocent The thrill
of finding that hidden bunny on each month’s cover! Those were simpler times
+Marilyn had yet to suicide
She who had numberless uterine surgeries for constant pain +miscarriages An
orphan girl numbing herself with countless barbiturates A mad mother + sexual
abuse in childhood too There she was on the cover Playboy Goddess Cartoon
voice Soul eviscerated pursuing fame +the ultimate safe daddy-haven
It was Hugh after all who sold us a back-lit-lay-on-this-magic-carpet kind of dream
Of soft thighs +pneumatic breasts And despite my years of higher education I just
couldn’t hate him I’d still longed to be one of the giant woman-babies lying back +
smiling well into perpetuity
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Fall 2017 RIP Hugh Hefner 1926-2017
songanddancegirl 