Thursday, January 31, 2013
Persona gets away with details from poem
Authorities say the details are enough to ensure persona's survival for a one-and-a-half to two-minute prose poem. The persona, however, has no place to hide as the details provided his only cover. Now, he glimpses his reflection in a breaking hand mirror and sees a resemblance to a tv comedian with a perpetually open, toothy mouth. His feet make a sloggy, sucking sound though there is no mud, not any more. "Excuse me,"says a mannequin. The siren meant for fires and twisters emits a feeble bleep and his blind shirt sloughs from the prestigious journal in which he'd hoped to appear.