What they see in their mirrors
The middle-classes dominate the literary novels,
the middle-classes and their middle-age,
they are the fouled mainstream -
the middle-aged middle-class man
in his middle-life crisis
left alone, the marriage on the rocks, ended,
spouse dead or runaway,
problems in the job, the unsatisfying career
(and the unsatisfying sex);
he meets a younger woman,
goes on a travel, learns about life,
finds a part of his old self, buried
("What happened to me?")
and in the end stands facing choices....
How often I have read this novel!
No more!
The middle-class woman approaching middle-age
in her mid-thirties crisis,
unsatisfied with her husband, children
and career, sex (or the lack of them),
afraid of growing old without ever living.
Enter a man - and old boyfriend, a family friend,
a colleague.... you know the list.
An affair, soul searching, a decision to be made
- all that "Shall I live for myself?" pondering.
In the end, a choice to be made...
How often have I read this novel!
Never again!
Give them rope and a guide how to make a hangman's knot,
give them sleeping pills and proscription drugs,
say it's painless to die this way or that.
Let your characters go and do not bring
the same old middle-aged middle-class drama remake
to the stage of words to go through the same old scenes,
of these middle-class agonists on their sub-urban anthills
I have had enough!
10.08.2015
