Tomorrow is Practical Criticism Midwest conference at Ball State University… which means grad students will be presenting and engaging in research, theory, and intellectual pursuits. It also means in the evening they will be battling to the
death last word in this year’s doggerel competition. I would like to encourage everyone to do their absolute worst. Anything less will be considered utter failure.
Below is my winning (losing?) poem from last year.
Winner, winner, chicken dinner.
“Your Safe Word Is Albatross”
Your safe word is Albatross.
If at any point you feel uncomfortable
during this poem, simply shout out
and the ride will come to a screeching halt.
If there are any children, or weak of heart
in the crowd, please remove them now.
Because this poem is rated L
for love, lust, and ludicriousy. Continue reading “Your Safe Word Is Albatross”