Interviewer: Do you call yourself a poet, because most poets struggle to define or call themse- Me *thumps chest aggressively, uncovers a half-illustrated purple manuscript in silver glitter pen of Wooly Doo Dee and Fiery, preserved like a scripture in a plastic cover and the diary from mid 2010s where I had even judged God, rhymed students with rodents and tried a particularly emo sad poem for the first time* Interviewer: *slow nods* Wooly Doo Dee was a country fool who thought he was a poet All day he just slept and drooled, and that's why he couldn't show it! #legacy #scriptures #tipsfromaprotopunkoutyourinterview #thoughimayormaynothavegotthatjob #orwhatiftheinterviewerisafan?
