Friday, May 08, 2009


Today I was rejected as being too breezy.

Later in the day, I was rejected for being too conversational and casual.

Today I thought I was told that I was chiasmus, but I was mistaken; still, I was rejected, despite the chiasmus.

Today I was told that ‘most greatest’ isn’t good poetry.

Today I thought that if rejection were music, it would sound like the theme song to Willy Wonka.

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