My Year of Writing Dangerously

On the spur of one of my (increasingly rare) moments of inspiration, I decided that in order to maintain my artistic integrity, and because I can't keep calling myself a writer for much longer without actually WRITING something, I am going to write a poem a day for the next year. The first poem will be posted on August 10, 2010 and the last poem will be posted on August 10, 2011. (Unless, of course, I decide to keep going.) Not all of the poems will be good, and DEFINITELY not all of them will be interesting, but I will gaze around my kitchen, my living room, and Coming Home Cafe until something inspires me, then write a poem about it, as well as my random thoughts on the mundane things that no one notices, but which it is my goal to immortalize over the course of this year.



Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Day 34 - A Laugh

I'm pushing the limits of what can be defined as poetry. Well.. either that or I'm lazy. Take your pick.

Aptitude Test

If you enjoy planning murders, you might consider becoming
a. a mystery writer
b. a serial killer

If  you enjoy shaping young minds, you might consider becoming
a. a teacher
b. a cult leader

if you enjoy having power, you might consider working your way up the ranks to become
a. a business executive
b. a dictator in a small forgotten Eastern European country

If you enjoy cutting people up, you might consider becoming
a. a surgeon
b. a serial killer  
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