I’ll ask the question, but you’ll give the answers
jump in behind with the rest of the dancers
cheer on the bunters and hunters and chancers
(gimme a second and I’ll try to pants her)
aging, unlightened, just waiting for cancer
Tag: question
poem: the mystery question
the mystery question
a style adopted
twisted and toyed with
to get to where stoppin’
‘d be worse for you than it’d be
not to continue
please just pretend
that this ain’t what I’m into
poem: a critical rollover
a critical rollover
people ask questions
about the most primitive
hiding (I do)
so bitch of it for the folks
scrolling on by;
as hours — they scroll on by
too
sunday special: so how’s it going
So how’s it going?
I mean this series, for you.
I’ve done three weeks’ worth, now, and they’re each more connected to the next than I’d originally anticipated.
Seems like it’ll be a bit more novelesque, or a serial story like Dickens used to do.
The beauty of this format is that you folks can weigh in immediately on what you like or don’t.
Of course, I can’t make any promises ’cause changes might not happen. Change will — change is inevitable. The evolution of this format is one of the things I’m most excited to observe even as I participate.
So what I’m getting at is if you like these stories, or don’t, or only kinda do like some of ’em sometimes, then let me know! All I can do is respond to the chems in my brain and the words of others — be they typed or audible. Maybe there’s a third option, too. Felt?