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