by December 1, 2008 0 comments

I write to an author
and tell him I’m an author.
I say I’ve read three of
your books so now it’s
time for you to read
one of my unpublished ones.
I love lovers don’t I
and they sure love back.
And whenever I’m on
foreign soil that foreign
soil gets onto me.
So, in the next mail,
expect a two hundred
page manuscript of
me reading you.
Sit back, enjoy,
the fruits of you
getting your stuff out there.
Just don’t steal my plot
for your next one.
Or, at least, not
until I steal it.

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