Confessions of a Dinge Queen

DINGE QUEEN 

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INTRO: AS I LAY DYING

BAD SEED
DINGE QUEEN
BAD ATTITUDE
KID BROTHER
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BORED BAD BOY
HIPPIE FAG DROPOUT 
CHIMES STREET
BUTTERFLY MCQUEEN
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HARVARD DORMITORY

OLE MISS DORM

VIEUX CARRÉ

HENRY SUTPEN

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INTRODUCTION: AS I LAY DYING

“pure and perfect incest”

—William Faulkner

Go Down Moses

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Incestuous miscegenation—

was nothing new to me

I’d been there, done that

I had this guilty attraction—

for my cute hung kid brother

he let me do him at night

______________

Faulkner’s apocryphal history—

in both Sound and the Fury &

as I Lay Dying was my story

The profane cumly taste—

of my cute Bon the Beautiful

kid brother queered me good

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BAD SEED

“Genealogy in 
Faulkner is narrative”
—James Watson,
William Faulkner:
Self-Presentation
and Performance
_________

It wasn’t just that—
I had a bad attitude
problem dontchaknow

It was deeper—
and more insidious
than just bad attitude
__________

It was genetic—
right down to my bad
no good Family Tree

Just take a look—
at Miss Faulkner’s
Going Down on Moses

DINGE QUEEN

My moody pouty—
Kid brother had it
worse than me tho

The chicks in school—
wouldn’t let him alone
they wanted him
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The same with the—
fag gym coach and
the guys at the Y

But I was worse tho—
who wants to have
queer older brother?

BAD ATTITUDE

My kid brother hated—
the whole world but
he hated me even more

He’d get stoned—
and beat-off looking
at porno magazines
____________

Finally he’d let me—
suck him off but only
if I paid him for it

I got a job as a—
soda jerk at the local
Peter Pan Ice Cream Store

KID BROTHER

I ended up financing—
his drug habit doing
overtime at work

I slaved away making—
root beer floats, sodas
and ice cream Sundays
______________

I even had to buy him—
straight kunt porno mags
to entertain him nightly

It was worth it though—
sometimes he’d let me
have sloppy-seconds free!!!

BORED BAD BOY

Finally my kid brother—
got bored with high school
and my crummy blowjobs

On his sixteenth birthday—
he joined the Navy and
left for San Diego
__________

Naturally I was simply—
broken-hearted and got
just horribly depressed

I went through awful—
cum-withdrawal since
I was addicted to dick!!!

HIPPIE FAG DROPOUT 

I decided to run away—
from home and join the
Sixties Hippie Movement

Sex, dope and free-love—
would become my new
enlightened gay lifestyle
____________

All the draft dodgers—
drug addicts and college
drop-outs just waiting

For a nice well-mannered—
suburban fag cocksucker
like me to join the party

CHIMES STREET

I ended up in a dumpy—
apartment north of the
LSU campus back then

It was a hippie ghetto—
quaintly known to the
students as “Tiger Town”
___________

Everybody hated the—
University, football games,
ROTC, classes & all that

It was a different kind—
of Deep South Decadence
I became Butterfly McQueen

BUTTERFLY MCQUEEN

“I don't know nothin' 
'bout birthin' babies.”
—Prissy (Butterfly McQueen)
___________

I sure ‘nuff don’t—
know nothin’, honey,
about birthin’ babies

The whole thing’s—
a big mystery to me
I feel so awfully dizzy
_________

One thing I do know—
about though is a guy’s
creamy cumly babypaste

I’m like Miss Scarlett—
I know a lot about how
to suck Rhett Butler off

HARVARD DORMITORY

“I don’t hate it,”

Quentin said, quickly,

at once, immediately.”

—William Faulkner

Absalom, Absalom

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I don’t hate it—

he hissed to himself

panting in the cold air

I don’t!!! I don’t!!!—

I don’t hate it he said

in the New England dark

_________

Quentin his face—

shoved deep in his pillow

in the dormitory room

Shreve on top of him—

fucking him silly all

the way back home

OLE MISS DORM

“all of morality was

upside down and all

of his honor perished”

—William Faulkner

Absalom, Absalom

___________

Henry had a woman’s—

face like that of a

tragic magnolia

Full of voluptuousness—

his abashed & suddenly

unleashed senses

__________

No longer a simple—

country boy with his

simple untroubled code

He was now sleeping—

in silk and lace owned

body & soul by Bon

VIEUX CARRÉ

“labyrinthine mass

of oleander and jasmine

latana and mimosa”

—William Faulkner

Absalom, Absalom

_________

“But I’m just a whore—

a bought woman. I’ve

lost my male virginity.”

“Not whore” Bon said—

gently, “It was a privilege

making love to you.”

________

Perhaps Bon said it—

especially gently, feeling

sorry for the virgin kid

Bon was young once—

without grace or restraint

or Big Easy decorum

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HENRY SUTPEN

“queenly and complete”

—William Faulkner

Absalom, Absalom

________

Bon the Beautiful—

Henry’s suave smooth

mulatto older brother

His revenge complete—

having fucked the heir

to the Sutpen Hundred

___________

Henry now a whore—

not even a courtesan

supine and effeminate

Next he’d get Henry’s—

sister, marry her and

fuck her cross-eyed silly

FAULKNER: A BIOGRAPHY 

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INTRODUCTION:
GAY DELTA PULP FICTION

ORIGINAL SIN
ROWAN OAKS
OLE MISS CAMPUS
HUEY P. LONG POOL

ALLEN HALL
DEEP SOUTH SUICIDE
WALKER PERCY
GOING DOWN ON MOSES

QUEER QUENTIN
ABSALOM, ABSALOM
YOKNAPATAWPHA 
PANDORA’S BOX
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ORIGINAL SIN

“the weariness,
the fatalism”
—William Faulkner
Absalom, Absalom
__________

It didn’t help—
that Faulkner drank
too much all the time

Or that he had—
a Negro there in his
family woodpile
________

What do you—
expect after years
of sex and slavery

Bad seed flows—
thru all Southerners
like Original Sin 

ROWAN OAKS

“entering another world,
transversing another land,
moving in another time”
—William Faulkner
The Marionettes
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One can own—
a big antebellum
plantation mansion

White-washed—
by the slaves into
Greek Revival glory
____________

One can write—
about the Civil War &
the Decadent South

But then there’s—
still behind the façade
Delta Dinge Queenery

OLE MISS CAMPUS

“little postage 
stamp of native soil”
—William Faulkner
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Once I saw Faulkner—
stumbling drunk there
on the Ole Miss campus

Oxford folks just—
pretended to not see
the writer that way
_____________

After all, hadn’t—
he won the prestigious
Nobel Prize, honey?

Writing all those—
novels about Delta
Deep South denouement? 

HUEY P. LONG POOL

“the sybarite,
the steel blade
in the silken
tessellated sheath”
—William Faulkner
Absalom, Absalom
____________

Just take a look—
at the Huey P. Long
Fieldhouse Pool

Once the epitome—
of campus luxury
and student life
________

Spending all my—
time in the Sixties
lollygagging there

Now in ruins-
abandoned, left
to decay and rot

ALLEN HALL

“shadows not of
flesh and blood
which had lived
and died”
—William Faulkner
Absalom, Absalom
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It wasn’t just those—
beautiful Thirties WPA 
murals in the hallways

It was William Faulkner—
and reading novels like
Absalom, Absalom
____________

But also Walker Percy—
his novel The Moviegoer
full of filmic nostalgia

Sitting moody—
in his Allen Hall office 
bemoaning his father

DEEP SOUTH SUICIDE

“proud honor
semestrial regurgitant”
—William Faulkner
Absalom, Absalom
___________

It was during the—
Viet Nam War back
then in dark 1973

The campus had just—
been integrated and
things were uptight
____________

I’d graduated but—
still hung around
with nothing to do

I wasn’t drafted—
they didn’t take
queer boys like me

WALKER PERCY

“I came to myself
under a chindolea
bush.”—Walker Percy
The Moviegoer
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So I sat there—
in Allen Hall in
Walker Percy’s room

Discussing the—
nuances of Southern
Decadent literature
_________

How he despised—
Faulkner but liked
Robert Penn Warren

While Spanish Moss—
hung down from the
mangled Magnolia trees

GOING DOWN ON MOSES

“His own daughter—
his own daughter!!!
No No No Not even him”
—William Faulkner
Go Down Moses
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Decadent Southern lit—
full of years of Delta
incestuous miscegenation

Southern slavery and—
the heritage of human
ownership & exploitation
__________

Not just Quentin in love—
with his sister Caddy in
Absalom, Absalom

But Horace Benbow’s—
guilty attraction for his
daughter Little Belle

QUEER QUENTIN

“the blind dark of
time’s silt and rich
refuse”—William Faulkner
Mississippi Poems
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The way Faulkner—
reimagined generations
of his family history

Sons reconceiving and—
figuratively begetting
their own fathers
__________

Tracing the mulatto—
Black prick of slavery
Philoprogenitively

Quentin queer for—
his dinge half-brother
Bon there at Ole Miss

ABSALOM, ABSALOM

“old family sin 
and shame”
—James Watson,
William Faulkner:
Self-Presentation
and Performance
____________

Male miscegenation—
and mixed blood is
nothing new to Faulkner

When Sutpen reveals—
to Quentin that Bon
the Beautiful his brother
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Who he’s in love with—
has a black Haitian mother
and that he’s part Negro

Quentin gets mind-fucked—
incestuous miscegenation
his young mulatto lover!!!

YOKNAPATAWPHA

“the blind dark of
time’s silt and rich
refuse”—William Faulkner
Mississippi Poems
____________

After my father—
divorced my mother
I found out the truth

My mother was adopted—
she could pass because
she was cute high yellow
____________

With me though—
My Negro heritage
just couldn’t be hidden

The older I got—
the darker my dick got
my 12” mulatto meat

PANDORA’S BOX

“the ledgers are a Pandora’s 
Box of miscegenation and
incest that Ike opens at his peril”
—James Watson, William Faulkner:
Self-Presentation and Performance
__________

I got along with the Creoles—
the Cajuns, the Cubans and
the cute young Negro janitor

The Shreveport white trash—
hated my guts though, but
I didn’t give a fuck about them
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Disillusionment with my own—
white skin and big mulatto dick
was the Cross I had to bare

Absalom, Absalom was like—
POP GOES THE WEASEL when
I read it that very first time

A Prairie Peter Pan

PRAIRIE PETER PAN 

Peter Pan Author Has A Wonderful
Book For Just About Everybody 
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“All the world is made of faith, 
and trust, and pixie dust.” 
― J. M. Barrie, Peter Pan

Local bookstore Town Crier was bustling with activity Saturday afternoon as a result of its Surprise Author Extravaganza starring Denise Kelly with her charming NEW YORK TIMES Best Seller novel A PRAIRIE PETER PAN.

It was a hot spot for the promotion of one of Emporia’s local authors and the discovery of a new dimension of outré Fly Over State literature. 

Tables were set up in a crescent formation, surrounding the smiling author who was truly the new Royal Queen Bee holding Court there on busy bustling Commercial Street this weekend.

Crowds crammed through the door to meet the new Grande Dame Guignol Queen of Prairie Literature, Denise Kelly, who was promoting her startlingly new and rather risqué biography of Mary White.

It’s the dreary-dearie story of the tragic little darling of the little Kansas town made famous by her famous father, William Allen White, editor of THE EMPORIA GAZETTE.

White was known as a Republican Wheeler-Dealer back then—entertaining such Beltway celebrities as Teddy Roosevelt, Calvin Coolidge, Herbert Hoover, Richard Nixon and the whole gamut of powerful Conservative Political Potentates that epitomized what America was all about.

There in William Allen White’s prestigious, portentous mansion on Exchange Street, known as “Red Cock,” is where his lovely, pampered, spoiled brat of a daughter, Mary White, grew up.

William Allen White was so infatuated and devoted to his charming little daughter that he did everything to please her—with all the class that money could buy back then. 

William Allen White lavished Mary White with truly everything he could buy. As if she were the one and only young pretty Goddess of that dumpy little Santa Fe Cowtown—Emporia the Great Sacrosanct Athens of the Midwest.

With the style and audacity that only money can buy, William Allen White bought off the effete rather fem J. M. Barrie, author of the fabulously successful play on the London stage, PETER PAN.

White shipped the dainty playwright across the Atlantic from England and halfway across America just to dedicate his magnificent sacred temple to his beloved daughter, Mary White. PETER PAN happened to be Mary’s favorite piece of literature.

Like so many young and impressionable adolescent girls, Mary White simply fell in love with the whole idea of a charming elfin boy flying through her open window—to whisk her away off to some kind of Wonderland far beyond dreary Emporia, Kansas.

Modeled after Barrie’s pedophilic romps with the Davies boys in Kensington Gardens, perhaps it was an incestuous fantasy on William Allen White’s part to built an extravagant Peter Pan Park down along the edge of the dumpy, meandering Cottonwood River south of town.

White let it all hang out—Peter Pan Lake, Peter Pan Amphitheater, Monkey Island, acres of manicured lawns and grape arbors. Even tennis courts and convenient bathrooms for the secret Emporia queer cognoscenti. 

It’s to this extravagantly decadent, well-planned out, dainty Den of Iniquity that Miss Barrie came to town. She seemed rather stunned, there at the quaint little Santa Fe Emporia train depot, mincing down the steps not knowing what to expect from these gauche country bumpkins who’d invited him to America.

After all, Miss Barrie had got used to rave London reviews and accolades of fame on the British stage. She’d even had the audacity to have a sculpture of young lithe nude Peter Pan erected late one night—to surprise and shock the Kensington Park strollers. Parliament was shocked by such faggy audacity—but Miss Barrie simply shrugged and got rich on the royalties.

Miss Barrie would still be getting plenty of royalties today—given the almost slavish, eternal worship and gay devotion by the Chicken Queen masses of her PETER PAN classic of stage, film and television. 

Most notably, my dears, of course, there’s the Cyril Ritchard campy, TV & stage rendition of Captain Hook camping it up in the 1954 musical adaptation which starred Mary Martin as coy Peter Pan. 

Cyril’s surprise ejaculation—“It’s a LADY!!!”—having been surprised by the quixotic appearance of Mary Martin leads one to surmise that perhaps it’s this same coquettish, androgynous ambience that was at the heart of William Allen White’s devotion to his tomboy rambunctious daughter.

“It’s a LADY!!!” must have been the very first precious impression of the masses of Emporians gathered there that day at the Santa Fe Depot to welcome the famous British author & playwright picked for the dedication of Peter Pan Park.

THE EMPORIA GAZETTE proclaimed in huge garish headlines—“PETER PAN COMES TO TOWN!!” and it was all quite the quite Extravaganza. 

Naturally there was a wonderful parade beginning at the Santa Fe tracks and all the way up lovely Commercial Street. Past Newman’s and the all the banks, past the throbbing crowds lining the streets, past the charming Hollywood Temples—the dumpy Lyric, the creepy Strand and the classic Granada.

Cheering rowdy crowds of drunken Kansas State Teacher’s College students lined the streets—as the Peter Pan Parade paused at the Sunken Garden. 

There where Alma (Geraldine Page) of Tennessee Williams’ SUMMER AND SMOKE partook of her happy pills and sucked off young studly traveling salesman Earl Holliman.

Ending up after a drunken fraternity orgy, the lovely Peter Pan retinue spending the night at the newly renovated and refurbished Breckinridge Hotel there on Sixth Avenue. Miss Barrie spending a restful evening in the Wood Bloxom Bridal Suite.

Then the next day, the wonderful Peter Pan Park dedication ceremonies—with all the pomp and circumstance that money could buy. The usually miserly, miserable, penny-pinching Republican Red State attitude toward the Midwestern Muse loosened up somewhat—permitting the infatuated GAZETTE editor to have his day in the sun.

After a tour of the exquisite premises of the new Kansas Kensington Park of the Sunflower State—Miss Barrie was greatly impressed by the verve and vivacious devotion of William Allen White to his lovely daughter, Mary.

Miss Barrie wept tears in the Amphitheater, sensing the same feelings of the great editor of THE EMPORIA GAZETTE. 

The newly created Peter Pan Park dedicated to Miss Barrie’s eternally boyish British Boyfriend reminded him of the statue of Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens back in the British Isles.

Erected secretly overnight for May Morning in 1912, the statue was supposed to be modeled on old photographs of Michael undressed in the nude. 

However, the sculptor, Sir George Frampton, used a different child as a model, leaving Barrie grievously disappointed with the result. "It doesn't show the devil in Peter," he said.

Whisked off on the Santa Fe Super Chief with Cary Grant and Eva Marie Saint as quickly as possible, the Presbyterians, Baptists, Lutherans and other semi-religious Jesus Freaks breathed a sigh of relief after Miss Barrie made her exit out of lovely Emporia.

MAD ON ART 

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Yawn, how boring—
Mead Hall full of drunks
gone mad on booze

Weekend football—
games on TV there at
the local campus pub
_____________

Butchy Beowulf—
drives up on his
sleek BMW tho

Ready to rumble—
with Grendel that
U-District dude 

DETOURS 

“Neither proud nor
ashamed, one more
dull victim, leering”
—John Gardner, Grendel
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“I don’t know—
anything anymore”
I say sullenly

“Excellent” says—
the Dragon, “It’s a
good place to begin”
_________

I'm caught up—
in Labyrinthine
Twists and Turns

Snake-Dragons—
divert me with
detours, detours...

GRENDEL'S LAMENT 

“The pain of it!
The stupidity!
—John Gardner, Grendel
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I think too much—
I think with my wrong
head down there

I can’t help it—
my Mother’s no
help, an old hag
________

Dragon mocks me—
I know only the
Past and the Present

I lack his Vision—
that Third Dimension
Subjunctive Verse

THE RUNES 

”Talking, talking, 
spinning a web of 
words, pale walls
of dreams, between 
myself and all I see"
—John Gardner, Grendel
_________

Lost in a labyrinth—
the ruins of Stonehenge
here inside the runes

Crags & monoliths—
vast megaliths of stone
etched by the Evil Ones
____________

And yet here I am—
wandering the bleak 
abandoned moors

Sighing, trudging—
back to the Mead House
what else can I do?
________

Brains squeezed shut—
like a ram, bull or devil
by the roots of my horns

Lost in a maze of—
Anglo-Saxon lust that
constantly devours me
________

One of the well-hung—
drunk young Thanes 
of Hrothgar comes

Reeling & stumbling—
out of the meady hall
to piss in the darkness
___________

Afterwards, I lick my—
cum-stained lips, taste
of young Viking cock

Meanwhile the Harp—
the Wenches, the Sex
continue in the Hall
__________

Otherwise nothing—
really happens here
but young warriors

Sigemund smegma—
smearing my moustache
testifying to my worship

GRENDEL'S HELL 

“I move down through 
the darkness, burning 
with murderous lust"
—Seamus Heaney, Beowulf
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My mother's the Devil's—
own Monster Hell Bride
brooding on her wrongs

Forced to love Adam—
bringing forth the 
sullen brood of mankind
______________

Then exiled from the—
Garden of Eden taking me
her son Cain with her

But not before she has—
me kill her youngest son
Able my own brother
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Branded as Outlaw—
I'm marked for good
having murdered Adam’s son

Turning into gross Grendel—
horrible monstrous creature
doomed forever Outsider
______________

We move thru the wilds—
the cold depths, shunned by
human company and joy

Damned infernal Dominatrix—
and her killer brooding son—
taking revenge on mankind