Serving as Poet in Residence at BrainMeta.com was essentially a nightmare two years long, and I thank God it's over. Now I am called "Poet in Residence Emeritus," the actual meaning of which is that I am no longer daily shat upon by sadistic fools. Only AuthorsDen for me now, for such days as might be left me

Transcendental Sonnet #1153:
To a Bad Poet Who Called Me a "Twit"

M. W (no dot) B.

Dissolve a Valium under the tongue
Only as prescribed as I have described
The medication works faster that way

Under that tongue which these sonnets have sung
That tongue which some would wish were cut away
And I be shut away without it then
Yet shut and silent still I have my pen

So if I offend you what should you do?
Just leave me alone my skin and my bone
Now only strive to stay alive tonight
I do you no harm nor can I get warm

But if you do read and if you do look
That is if you dare I have taken care
To grant your long-sought fame here in my book



+Steven Curtis Lance

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