Three-Inch-Girth Electrojac (ROUND 2)
Let's workshop this poem about the apparent mismatch between the advanced intellect and the primitive behavior of the extraterrestrial beings that so often probe backwoods residents
scent of the day: Pink Papua, by Ensar Oud
Notes are forthcoming for this beaut!
Three-Inch-Girth Electrojac Rut-crazed like us or just too dim to crack our sperm-egg code despite interstellar craft, almond-skulled wall-phasers keep beaming us up into those cracked-vinyl gyno chairs rank in saucer-abduction hotspots still full of signs like “Center for Mental Retardation.”




