Saturday, April 22, 2017

God and His Typewriter

I, He, Being Bearded, smoking cigars, drinking daiquiris, and vodka martinis, typing, oh, to be typing once more—one more time to be typing, to be making the world indeed! For god sat behind the typewriter once he started creating this world! This world, nothing but a typewritten page—after page—but clear, black and white, strike, after strike, letters, what letters, why these and not some others—

painting by Augustus, John