Posted by: Ariel | May 1, 2012

Marco Polo

If poems are meant to represent reality, then Hangover from Billy Collins succeeds. I love the way the Prairie Home Companion audience swells up to end the poem even though the author never reads that last line and it may not even actually exist.

I’m also reminded of this painting which, to me, represents the ultimate in frustration.

Death by Stress

by `alexiuss

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