"Use Your Own Dirt"

A scientist says to God, "We don't need you anymore. Science has finally figured out a way to create life out of nothing. In other words, we can now do what you did in the beginning. We can take dirt and form it into the likeness of You and breathe life into it, thus creating man."

"Well that's interesting," says God." "Show Me." So the scientist bends down to the earth and starts to mold the soil. "Oh, no, no, no," interrupts God. "Get your own dirt."

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Ma homey, James McCoy

James is a dude with whom I had the pleasure of sharing an apartment -- and really it was almost a "boarding house" of sorts -- back in "the day", circa 1994. He is truly one of the most interesting humans I have ever met on this planet and drop-dead funny. I learned a lot from the man, probably more than he realizes, but that's for another day.

I'm sooooo glad he got into poetry; I can now say "What slam poets am I into? Yeah, check out James McCoy -- he's great." Actually I did hear one in a coffee shop in Pittsburgh once who was decent, but otherwise my experience has been that most of them are the pseudo-intellectual equivalent of the drive-time shock jock. Anyway, enjoy this great "pomo" take on Orpheus and Eurydice and feel free to discuss.

Cross-posted.