Jeff is safely arrived; I am taking the talking bricks from my imagination and making sentences elsewhere, this morning, but took a break to say that.
I practiced guitar this morning and that inspired me to start writing. 8962 words already!
In the meantime, a squib.
You are given 3 choices
- I want nothing to do with you, white woman
- Please, if you can, demonstrate how you would ‘Scream for Jesus.’
- Debate with me the context and applicability of this art.
I know nobody else will enjoy this poem but I so enjoyed composing it that I felt obliged to share. “One art, please.” Ah, Zoidberg, I love you so much you borscht-belt Decapodion!
