1.19.2004

I'm just trawlin down big Muddy for a reading, here, folks, a review of SOME kind. . . because no matter how BIG & MIDWESTERN my old poem is, it's never EVER gonna get a hearing from the NY School of cold fish, nor the wary band of Sillimen. . . hey ho what's in a litterbox. . . cat doo. . .

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