Sunday, February 27, 2005

The Devil in Me; Or, A Gag Reflex


If I happen to find Sarah
Vowell nasally sleeping,
I will stay; quickly kneel at her
side quietly, and con-like place
a pillow over her face
and swiftly, Sarah, choke This
American Life. No more one-
liners, quips, stories to tell.
Chicago, for the market, will
produce five more, at least, like her.

1 comment:

totalvo said...

Hey Gary i am compling a book called "misunderstood" here is what the book is about.. i am asking poets and fiction writers one simple question "what poem do you think is the most misunderstood poem of the 20th century ? and why ?" a one paragraph explanation of the misunderstanding of the poem will be on one page while the actual "poem" or rather a version of the poem that i create using a series of algorithms will be on the facing page....so i have one question for you at this time and you don't have to answer it right away but here it goes.."what do you think is the most misunderstood poem of the 20th century ? and why ?"