Four packets of poetry in the mail for today.
The dreaded job. I've never been anyone's
secretary because I WOULD MAKE A BAD SECRETARY.
Too much paper shifting and file attaching
and save as and printing and stamping.
Etc., etc., etc.
Some new reality shows I've been contemplating:
Who Wants to be a Poet?
America's Next Top Poet
Dancing with the Poets
perfectly possible potential. Ponder it.