Monday, September 05, 2011

Audio 2: Childish Analogy

If I had to choose one piece of work that I am most proud of- one cupcake, one publication, one gesture, one anything- this may be it. So if you listen to it and like it, I'm sorry. There isn't more where this came from. This is the best that I can do. I wrote this my freshman year at the Bo' and it's been downhill ever since (for more things that have gone downhill since 2003, see also: this blog, physical shape, grasp of calculus etc., etc.).

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I got A-Rod's autograph this week and I'm going to give it away. This poem has changed me. I'm back, way back, I'm out of here. Never to return to the game of my youth.

Thanks.