With sauced goose and deviled ram.
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Eggs and Bacon
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I write, act, and produce films in Los Angeles. Everything else is conjecture. View more posts
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A reader who liked this particular poem commented that it was fun and surreal. She said that it reminded her of The Beatles’ “I Am The Walrus.” In response I wrote her the following comment:
Thank you. I love The Beatles reference. Great music is poetry galavanting about the hinterlands of human consciousness in search of the perfect melody. No one ever finds that perfect melody, but the extreme measures some undertake in the search pull us out from our normal day to day doldrums. We love these extreme souls for knocking us out from our comfort, and we render them the greatest honor that we may bestow: Artist. Like so many unheralded troubadours, The Beatles were artists. They strolled the earth in mud caked boots that never touched the ground.
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