Friday, January 25, 2008

i
’m no
t so s
ure t
hat R
on thinks
I re
spect him bu
t i d
o re
all
y re
spect hi
m

I ha
d a ni
ght
ma
re tho
ugh w
here
i t
old hi
m of
f: Hey Mr Grap
ho
man
ia, Mr Or
der
ly organ
i
zer, i sd, How’s
Your Po
etry K
ill
ing
Death b
log?, I say I
say
to him i
n my dream a
nd he s
ays sh
ut the
fuck up g
a
be!

Hey Mr “Im
prima
tur,” Mr “Pun
dit”
i say i
say He
y Mr “Im
pre
sario o
f a
ll po
etry,” r
ega
rd
ing y
our blog: w
hen w
ill u
fini
sh grin
ding po
e
try t
o du
st?

And he s
ays sh
ut the fu
ck up g
abe! so i s
ay

Yo
ur li
ke th
e vill
age ex
plain
er is th
at it?? an
d he’s like y
eah *I’M* the
vill
age ex
plain
er, bi
tch, *I
‘M* t
he dec
i
der

and i
‘m like y
eah you
‘re like “the
village exp
la
ainy man”: e
very po
et in i
ts pl
ace or so
me sh
it, rt?

a
nd he
‘s like sh
ut th
e fuck
up g
a
be sh
ut th
e f
uc
k
up
!
a
nd he
‘s li
ke ye
ah ok s
o i
‘m the v
ill
age
or
gan...

a
nd i
‘m like st
op right th
ere!: yr th
e organ!

an
organ? he
say
s
ye
ah: an
or
gan i s
ay, an or
gan is like a
n or
chid but
mad
e o
ut of poe
try ki
lling me
at

i
‘m no
t an
or
ch
id
he
sa
ys

a
nd i
‘m like t
hat
‘s wh
at yo
u th
ink
bud
dy
th
at
's wh
at yo
u th
ink
bud

a
nd he
‘s l
ike sh
ut th
e fu
ck u
p g
abe! yo
u
‘re a fu
ck in
‘ ra
t ba
st
ar
d!

a
nd i
‘m like yo
u s
hut up R
ON!
yo
u sh
ut
up! yo
u th
ink *i
‘m* a r
at bas
tard? s
o *i
‘m* a r
at b
as
tard no
w? a
nd he
‘s like y
eah y
eah Y
OUR
a
ra
t ba
sta
rd

a
nd i
‘m l
ike f
uck yo
u to
o bu
ddy

*f*
*uc*
*k* *u* *t*
*oo*

i
t wa
s aw
fu
l real
ly real
ly aw
f
ul

l
uck
y i
wo
ke u
p
t
ho
ugh