Note from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle Finder: Today we feature three special messages from our Beantown Poets. If the fictional character Lisbeth Salander was a poet instead of a crime-busting computer hacker, I’d think she’s be like the Morticia referenced in this message.
Morticia the Beat Poet
If you’re a slime ball
she can just tell,
Probably knows the exact date
you will pass on
and how much it’s gonna cost you.
She’ll put you in a joint lock,
give you a Vulcan neck pinch
and tell you a ‘kooky’ story
all before lunch.
She’s too cool to be a rapper,
too formulaic.
She’s all about the free form,
stream of conscious.
Don’t mess with Morticia
the beat poet.
You’ll wind up Thing food
or worse yet, It shit.
Her Two Cents on Morticia the Beat Poet
I love this Morticia the Beantown Beat Poet! She sounds like a real no-nonsense kind of woman who could decimate unsuspecting, underestimating strangers with her well-crafted verses. The photo by Kevin Murphy beautifully captures a balance of soft femininity and the dark unknown – kind of how I image Morticia to be (plus, I like her hair style).
Gentle Readers:While the name Morticia certainly conjures up all sorts of images, what kind of person comes to your mind when you hear the word “poet?” Do you envision a certain look or a particular era in time?