How long will this stay on the new writing page? Will I be relevant if I'm not there?A Poem by Michael Joseph Gatton
Jon's joke is about farting and I laugh.
Not because the joke is funny, but because I am not capable, at that moment, of not laughing. "Blister in the Sun" plays off tape and we all scream along, even at the whispered parts. This, and The Goonies, are all that hold my generation together. Those, and one of the Weezer color albums. And each of us wrestles with obscurity and the lack of a compelling protagonist in our own way. I over-eat and smoke myself slowly to death. Sometimes my junk doesn't work. Usually it's with younger girls and they think it's their fault, and I let them because, really, that's fine by me. My grandfather was once stationed at Roswell. I never met him, and I like to think he landed there. That someday soon, it will become apparent to you that I am, in fact, the alien I've always thought I am. That I look like you and talk like you, but I am not like you. But soon, I will buy a suit and do things other 26 year olds do in suits. Drink, mostly, I imagine. And wrestle with obscurity and the lack of a compelling protagonist in their own way. © 2009 Michael Joseph Gatton |
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1 Review Added on February 25, 2009 AuthorMichael Joseph GattonBoca Raton, FLAboutI'm a best selling author of DuckTales fanfic. What you'll read here are the exercises I complete trying to take my real work to the next level. Enjoy! Also, check out my post-post Modern alt. prog.. more..Writing
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