Super quick post and poetry no one will publish

Yep, still on vacation, gang.

But it's turning into one of those vacations where I'm going to need a vacation to recover from it.

However, despite my sheer physical exhaustion, the old noodle still isn't ready to wind down, so I thought I'd share a quick link and a tiny piece of poesy I composed while hitting (or being hit) the surf yesterday.

First the link.

My second Short thoughts on Short fiction column hit today, so if you haven't already, check it out right HERE.

Okay, now onto the poetry. . .if you can call it that.

Quick warning, folks, I'm no poet.

Yeah, like every youngish writer, I spent my fair share of time mimicking poets like Bukowski and William Carlos Williams (and doing so while I was very, how should I put this. . .loaded would probably be the best word for it.)

But for better or worse, here it is:

If rain is the tears

Of God,

than the Ocean must be

His piss?

if it is, I became one with Him

today

when I swallowed

a stomachful of

His foamy

urine.

Yeah. . . . Time for bed.