Hey, waddaya know! I’m turning 20 tomorrow! You know what would be a really great gift? Money.
But seeing as you’re all cheapskates, I’ve taken the initiative and am giving myself a birthday present: As a change of pace for this blog, for the next couple days I’ll be posting creative writing of various types that I’ve done in the past. I don’t have a regular venue for posting such things, and I think it’s high time that some of this ridiculous vitriol see the light of day.
I think I’ll start out today with a little poem that I wrote not long ago (yeah, I know! Me!? Poem!? WHAAAA–!?) The truth is that very rarely do I delve into poetry (and when I do, the results are either not pretty or incredibly concise), but every once in a while I get the urge to scratch something out in my notebook.
I should preface this poem by saying that Billy Collins is one of my favorite poets and I love his poem “Nightclub,” but I just thought there was some point of contention within it, so I wrote this in response:
AN OPEN LETTER TO FORMER POET LAUREATE BILLY COLLINS RE: “NIGHTCLUB”
Dear Mr. Collins:
You listen to boring music.
Very truly yours,
Andrew Gingerich
Stunning. I like the epiglottal contrast and hypertension created by the multifronted kosmication.
Also, happy birthday tomorrow.
Also also, I found a web comic made by a teacher or something at MCAD. His name’s Tyler, and he was born a day after you, but in 1976. His comic:
http://www.webcomicsnation.com/tylerpage/nb/series.php
Hey! Tyler Page! I know that guy! Kind of! Class of ’99! Runs the service bureau! Outstanding!
Happy Birthday Andrew. Here’s your gift. Another Poem, written by me. Only this poem is ART, which truly you are incacpable of.
Blood and Death
by Vvinni J. Gagnepain
As I run through the darkness
Screaming at the invisible terrors of the night
I see blood
And Death
And I know that soon this world will come crashing
Into oblivion
Into it’s own blood
And it’s own death.
You see, it’s ART. Because it deals with like life and death and turmoil and stuff. Art. ART. AARRTT.
I’ll also get you a better present. Maybe something on fire.
Hmm… so Andrew is “incacpable” of art? Is that some sort of disease or something?
Yes, it’s currently killing tens in southeast Asia. I’m pretty sure theres going to be a celebrity sing-along in order to raise money for that and the upcomming presedential campaign of Tom Cruise.