Metamorphosis

One Christmas, Two Scenarios
"To me, you are perfect."
"To me, you are present perfect."

Henri Matisse, The Girl with Green Eyes (1908)
有家百貨，叫真心
有牌香水，叫嫉妒
有站專櫃，叫情話
有位顧客，叫戀人
那個綠眼珠的女孩，沒戴珍珠
她跟浩克沒關係，更不賣玉米
她抹香水，芬芳四溢
挑逗旁人嗅覺與味蕾
食花，毛孔吐出朵朵桃花
戀人、專櫃小姐舌燦蓮花
女店員細語呢喃，繞指柔腸
戀人聽不到，只因裝瘋賣傻
花很馨逸、話很溫甜
但她口袋只有十塊錢
慶祝感恩節，百貨大拍賣
愛情無價；嫉妒一瓶三毛
戀人帶著特價香水離開
走在門口，聽見廣播說
華茲華斯不說情話，因為生性害臊
莎士比亞情話綿綿，因為嗜啖軟糖

How pathetic can one be? 
Keep falling in love and out of love? 
Keep forgiving and forgetting how they hurt you? 
Keep making the same mistake? 

Today I killed an ingenue.
They say she died young.
I am the one to blame. 
Hell to that gory bat.

My heart is a vampire; he sucks blood
from my torso until he surfeits, chokes and spits.
A disguisting scene to see.
                                                                                

Should you be King, to be thy tailor is the last thing I want to be.
To ask for support is one thing; to angle for praise is another.
A wise man like you must know what I mean.
If not, don't bother.