This poem was created at a poetry reading at Laurel Arts in Somerset on April 12, 2008.
Each member of the audience had to write down 2 words on a index card, and I created a poem, which I performed. Thanks to our guests.
This poem is full of crap.
Everyone wants to be an actor in his or her own life. Everyone is searching for their fire and finding only wrinkles. Everyone is searching for the dance of onomatopoeia.
Searching for the illumination of Jesus Searching for the illumination of moonlight
No one is stable. Everyone is in limbo, Waiting for his/her circumstances.
Everyone is full of serendipity. Everyone is full of excrement.
