So here's the deal:
I'm anal. REALLY anal. Have you by chance seen that [adult swim] show Assy
McGee? Yes, more anal than a walking ass. Being so inclined towards organization
and self-deprecation, I keep the volumes of work I've produced over the years in a
very specific manner:
Each binder is named in accordance with something involving shit (as that's what I
believe most of my work to be) and has 100 pages of poetry. Some poems are ok,
but mostly they're god-awful. They are, alas, the better of those written over that
particular period of time or, at the very least, those I've deemed worthy of keeping.
Not complicated, I know. During the compilation of each binder's poetical works, I
tend to amass other things, like twisted fairy tales, works of short fiction, and,
sometimes, even a play or two. So help me, they're even worse than my poetry, so i
won't burden you with them.
Below, however, you will find the stuff with which I'm willing to sore your eyes. These are a few of the best selections from each binder, starting from the very
beginning (I lie, of course, they are neither the best nor from the very beginning. No-one but me and the girls who received those poems will be subject to memories
of such drivel.) and leading right up to the present. Only the binder listed lastly is updated. All other binders have been closed for good, their best-of-the-best
chosen by moi to represent the writing strengths of that particular period. So click on ... enjoy. It's always fun to laugh at others. I'll laugh along with ya.
* Samples are taken from existing files and may not represent the finished versions of the poems.
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