Pondering and pandering to the masses!

April 11, 2007 at 3:45 pm (Ars Eschatologica, Poetry)

This is a small excerpt from my 8+ page personal poetry project. I don’t intend to put the whole thing up, but I thought I might throw up some bits and pieces now and then.
This comes from right near the beginning:

God stood up and pushed in His desk chair.
He took His reading glasses off and set them next to His infinite galaxies,
rubbing the corners of His eyes.
“I’M CREATIVELY BANKRUPT,” He muttered. “LIKE A SCUTTLEFISH SCUTTLING, OR A
PLATYPUS PLATTLING.” He shot a wink at all of creation.
And then He stepped out for some air.
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Preface   Part 1
Part 2   Part 3
Part 4   Part 5
Part 6   Part 7
Part 8   Cutting Room Floor
Early Post 1   Early Post 2

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