Flesh for fantasy

She’s walking around the small town just before 2 p.m. The main street is empty except for sound. On the daytime street lamps, there are loudspeakers playing pop music, as usual in the holiday season. As she enters the local Carrefour the song is Flesh for Fantasy. Billy Idol, her old poetic flame. The one she’d married in her mind though not in name.

She’d written him letters, had done imaginary interviews featuring him with her grade nine bestie, recorded on cassette tapes as they giggled helplessly.

She’d imagined his fierce gaze pinning her to the wall, his sneering sensual lips navigating the lines of her throat and the hardness of his biceps as he’d press her against him; his, forever his.

Never did she mail the letters, and never would she want to meet him. Even if it’d been possible she would’ve turned seven shades of crimson, lost her whim. She preferred the fantasy of him to the flesh. She knew he had the pick of a gazillion fish.

The words of the music in the empty town crash against her chest like lightning in a deep-storm sea.

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(Billy Idol – Flesh for Fantasy – Official Music Video)

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A little eighties flashback, friends. ;)) Who was your eighties fantasy?

(Image by LIANE via UNSPLASH – edit: removed. Title fixed too!)

Nadine inhales & exhales words & images from current vantage point in Diagonale du Vide, France. Thank you for reading. ❤︎

 

17 thoughts on “Flesh for fantasy

      1. This stuff LURVS to happen right when you’ve got other pressing obligations. Hopefully it’s just something on my end being persnickety. If so, these comments will make people go, “HUH?!?” 🤨

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        1. Phew, actually made it on timeish. Is it showing for you now? Thanks again Aeryk. Hmm maybe the image is a bit heavy handed… grabbed it last minute, was oddly one of first that came up on search for “black and white photography small town scene” – cool image though.

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    1. Ain’t it the truth though! I quite agree. Perhaps the only happy way to meet our heroes’d be, if heroes for us they’d ceased to be. 🤔🤓 Thanks Matthew for your comment so lovely. Yes I guess it’s true it ended rather melancholically. 🙂🙃

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    1. Ah thanks Dr. Bob. Very kind. But to be on the safe side, I will quote from the opening lines of the music video “Five Minutes” by the band Her (translated from French):

      “Not a single woman can represent all women; to say it all, all women are necessary.”

      I guess the same would apply for girls, or gals, or any group of human beings…. ;)) Thanks again Dr. B for your lovely comment. 🙏❤︎

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  1. dustbunnies436

    Ah, the 80s 🙂 Unsurprisingly, I was drawn to Annie Lennox, Grace Jones, Boy George and Bowie. I was more into country music then, though, out of sync with my Wham-loving friends. INXS played at our high school but I only appreciated them later. My sister met ONJ and said she was as sweet as expected. Right now there are two Melbourne musicians I’d love to meet, but only if I could disconnect my blushing, lol. Mojo Juju and Jen Cloher. 😀

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    1. Oh love this so much. Bowie was a dream. Remember that movie Labyrinth? Think I watched it 7 times. I was all about Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go, and how many times did my gals and I wear out that Careless Whisper song? and have to admit INXS was a main fix too. (“I need you tonight” and all that good croon.) THEY PLAYED AT YOUR HIGH SCHOOL?!?!?!? I love hearing more about you. Yes Annie Lennox, Grace Jones, and Boy George — geniuses ahead of their time. And how cool that your friend met Olivia Newton John! Grease was the bomb.

      I’ll have to check out those last two. haha for the blushing, too cute. 😄

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      1. dustbunnies436

        You’re so gracious 🙂 I was embarrassed to have made it all about me, rather than responding to your own experience. Yet here I go again… yes, they played and I read a book instead because I was that cool. Haha!
        Billy Idol was cute and we all tried to imitate that sneer. White Wedding is the only track I remember (your video declines to play for me, so I shall look it up). Do you still have the cassettes? Say yes!

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        1. Are you kidding me? That’s so funny… I felt like I’d made my reply to you all about me! No I loved your comment truly… this is what I was hoping for, some good old eighties reminiscing. As for my own experience, I’m still blushing at having published it. So it’s best not to talk too much about that. 🙊😆

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