Jul
6
Song in Plaster: The Hollies, “Bus Stop”
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Blue Suit, Red Pocket Square: What’s going on over there?
Blue Suit, Green Pocket Square: We’re not quite sure yet. Doesn’t look good.
Blue Suit, Yellow Pocket Square: It’s that boy with the paisley bowtie and bowler hat who doesn’t wear a watch.
BS, Red: And the girl?
BS, Yellow: Some tramp.
BS, Green: Quite trampy.
BS, Yellow: No umbrella.
BS, Red: I was just noticing that. This country. How will we survive this kind of foolishness?
BS, Yellow: It’s just a matter of thinking ahead, looking out the window, turning on the service and checking.
BS, Green: And there it is. I felt a drop.
BS, Red: Me too.
BS, Yellow: Look at that.
BS, Red: Sharing an umbrella. Both of them under the same umbrella. Incredible.
BS, Green: They seem quite cozy.
BS, Red: I don’t like your tone.
BS, Yellow: You sound wistful.
BS, Green: No. Not wistful. Scornfully sarcastic.
BS, Yellow: All the same . . .
BS, Red: Yes, all the same, stand over there a bit.
BS, Green: This is ridiculous.
BS, Red: Is it?
BS, Yellow: Can’t be too careful.
BS, Red: I completely agree.
BS, Yellow: The other day I saw a boy riding on a bicycle. One leg of his pants pegged.
BS, Red: Goodness. They say it’s pragmatic, I suppose. Harmless.
BS, Yellow: Anything but. The other day I saw a girl wearing pants.
BS, Red: I don’t follow.
BS, Yellow: You know — not wearing a skirt or a dress, but pants?
BS, Red: I’ve seen such things. My wife does that. I don’t see the harm in it.
BS, Yellow: Well, there’s a, I suppose a certain level of ecumenism that . . . My goodness, look at that. I’m . . .
BS, Red: Lunacy. I cannot . . . fathom.
The boy and girl stare into a shopping bag containing articles of clothing, magazines, and a bottle of mouthwash. The blue suits throb with disbelief, their pocket squares flutter like moths.
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