What it is

June 2010: In a desperate attempt to stave off senility, the monkey began writing a poem a day. By summer's end he'd begun to run out of versified political rants and philosophical bloviations. Then he hit on the improbable idea of writing micro fiction in the form of Elizabethan sonnets. Eureka. The birth of the "Sonnets From Other Lives" series. Two hundred plus lives later, he's still at it.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Sonnets From Other Lives: Starr

O to be the latest next big thing--
to be the one that everybody wants.
It would help--of course--if she could sing
but if it’s the look that counts she'll simply flaunt
it & just let Pro-tools ™ do its magic.
But her demos sound like everybody else
& so go unnoticed. It’s so tragic.
What is it then--she’s wondering--that sells?
What puts your image in the magazines?
She’s considering a scandal--but what kind?
Maybe she could leech onto some scene
somewhere but nothing comes to mind.
Her many would be lovers are too gallant
to mention that that she simply has no talent.
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