Friday, 11 May 2007

You may kiss the actress

Essay on a French kiss

(Poem # 49 on:Advantages of Hating Love. We all know the Generations, Isidingo, B&B, Days, Passions pips. What job? Do you think these musicians would allow their chicks to Frenchkiss on TV?)








They say they are acting
When they Frenchkiss on TV
But out of the rivers of anger
I come soaked with judgement
Condemnation
Advantages of hating you Outrage
For ozone’s been destroyed
We are naked
And the gods are crying

They say they are acting
When they Frenchkiss on TV
But morality’s blood shimmers on my face
The gods are angered
Day and night by future vision
My eyes are pierced, I’m seething
From horrible sights of weird fiction
As reality blurs the line between acting and loving

They say they are acting
When they Frenchkiss on TV
Acting
Kissing
Exchanging saliva
Loving
We see it
We watch with exhilaration
Entertainment for the bored

They say they pretend when their lips meet
On TV
I guess the blood also pretends to rush
As husbands and wives at home pretend they don’t see
Denial of jealousy
Whirling wonders – isn’t this adultery?
Uncertain understanding

They say they pretend when they love
On TV
But when they pretend to die
Their souls remain
And they enter not the smouldering courts of Hoboken
Their breath ever contained
Their bodies unharmed
But when they pretend to kiss
Their pretending lips don’t pretend they meet
They gently touch
Greeting each other with desire
Their hearts beating the blood
Their thoughts affected
By affection
By the blurred line between pretence and truth

They say they pretend
When they Frenchkiss on TV
Like they pretend when they kill
On TV
With fake knives
Fake bullets
Fake blood
And fake death
On TV

But how fake are her lubricated lips?
How fake are his?
How fake is the saliva and the touch?
How fake is their pretence?

I say I pretend
When I
Frenchkiss
On TV

But still
On TV
I cannot bare the thought of Frenchkissing my own family
Can’t Frenchkiss my sister
Can’t Frenchkiss my mother
Can’t make love to my aunt
Or grandma
On the small screen
Under an assumed character
Sorry Brokeback I can’t mount the cowboy fiction with my brother
On TV

But still
I say,
I pretend when I wet my lips
But can’t wet them with my kindred
Even if they paid me millions in hundreds

Is it because pretence is too real in the presence of passion?
Is it that incest is incest whether acting or not?
But adultery isn’t when filming a shot?

I pretend to pretend
It is my job
On TV
So judge me not you ignorant people
Who possess little knowledge about my Frenchkiss market
In the entertainment industry
Where things aren’t as they appear
Don’t offer me grief you moronic self-righteous casualties of time
Don’t try ostracising me
For selling a Frenchkiss so briefly lived
Don’t infuriate my spouse
Or remind me of morality and vilified gods
Don’t you know under the mistletoe of television
A Frenchkiss puts food on the table?

You must understand why I pretend
When
I
Kiss
I mean
Frenchkiss
It is never real
It is TV
And sometimes the necessary props are lips

So let us all take up our roles
Let every man and woman Frenchkiss
If it put mashed potatoes and rice on the table
Making love is not a sin when it’s done in a scene
It pays the tithes
It teaches others how to Frenchkiss
Coz we all learned how to from a television series
TV is for the French and their lips
Let us all become actors and actresses
And let the show begin
-4kof Satan


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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow, what a way of exposing the trade. I am actually an actress. I do theatre most of the time. I am afraid of real television work because you sign contracts that force you to kiss other people on the screen. I think this has killed our moral fibre as actors. Some of the people I work with actually end up enjoying kissing on the screen. This shows that it is pretty depraved. I doubt if I will ever do such a thing.

Just Khens. said...

Out of all those guys you've shown in this post, I think...... none!!!

Firsly coz they don't look like the type of men who would let their women wander... and I doubt they would date actresses anyway! Ba-serious nje!

I wouldn't date an actor either, tryin to figure out if he's acting when with me or not would just slowly kill even the most tiniest feeling of trust on my side!!!

The late night rehearsals with his "collegue" that happens to be the same chick he'll be doing the sex or french kissing scene with.... uh...nah, nah, nah! Now that would really drive me insane and well I just don't need that!

Kgoshii Lerabela said...

AfroSliqDiva hates love as well...

Well, Comradess, much on. Hope you find the boyfriend your brother done been fixing you...

Then cry again