Existentialists in a Jar


Interview

Good Morning Stuart

Good Morning Maureen

Mo

It says Maureen on your badge

I prefer to be called Mo

That is strange as I prefer to be called SMO

Those are your initials

So they are

I think we have connected

I believe we have

May I ask you a question

Yes

Are you wearing underpants

Yes

What colour are they

Black I always wear black

And you

That is a sexist question

I always ask sexist questions

Blue I am wearing blue

Blue is the Warmest Colour

Mo

And to think that I have never heard that one before

SMO

Yes

Why do you write bad poetry

Because I do not write good poetry

Your poetry offends many people

Really I thought it was more the fictions and the miniatures

Some of the words you use are offensive

Really

Why do you use them

Do you look both ways when you cross a road

Yes

Yes is your answer

Yes

Yes

You are not answering my question

What question

Are you trying to make me cry

No

I often cry when I read some of your beautiful poems

Why

Because their beauty moves me

Do you cry when you write them

Only inside

Where does it all come from

God

I understand your answer but how does that apply to your other poems

What other poems

Your hostile poems

I do not write hostile poems

You do

I do not

Do

I do not

I have always wanted to argue with you

God is in my hostile poems

God is in your hostile poems

Yes

Why does God hang out in your hostile poems

Ask him

Him

Yes him

God is male

Yes

Why

Because he cannot cook

Mo

Yes

Do you write poetry

No

Because I am not good enough

Everybody is good enough

I disagree

Write a poem

No

Please

Do you really want to fuck me
Whilst enjoying High Tea

I like it

Fucking me

No

Then what

Your poem

You remind me of The Girl

The Girl

Yes in one of Sartre’s stories

Who was she

Just a girl

What did she do

She slept with Mathieu before he went to war

When he asked of her name

She replied

The Girl

Mathieu had revealed his name

We have revealed our names

I know the colour of your underwear

And you mine

I am not going to war

We differ in many ways

But supposing that I had not revealed my name

Would I have been

The Girl

No

Why

Because you have a name badge on

Maureen Blocker

That is not my real name

What is it

That’s telling

You are at an advantage

How do you know my name

It is on your books

That is my pen name

Really

My real name is Stephen Masefield

Really

The same as my father

I only use Stuart Miller Osborne as a pen name

Why

I am shy

Where is your father

In Heaven

Is he dead

No just on a day trip

You are going to make me cry

Have you a tissue

No

Neither have I

Shit happens

How did your father die

In a car crash in Ealing

He must have been very young

Nineteen

But he had written a lot of poetry

And was being celebrated

Like Rimbaud

In a way

Do you miss him

I hardly knew him

What is that

A note from my late father

Read it to me

Stephen I was in North London today sitting on a bench
When I saw a very beautiful woman wearing a white blouse
And a short brown skirt
She smiled at me
I smiled back
She was carrying a book of my poetry
And asked me to sign it
I agreed but only if she would sign my suicide note

Please keep it

I cannot

It means little to me

Just tell me your real name

I am the

The Girl

Just call me

The Girl