I just finished the first draft of a poem titled “My First Day Flying”. The work is nine pages long —when printed out on 8 1/2 by 11 inch paper. The poem is about the time I pissed off my high school counselors and signed up for the military, just when before the draft ended. Parts of this piece just might be hilarious or it may be as boring as a crumbling rusted nail. I doubt if any publisher would take a piece like this on, but who knows. In any case, I enjoy writing the piece. It is new territory for a poem. Either it will be like Miles new method of music heard around the world or it will be like Milli Vanilli’s FLOP heard round the world! I’m fastening my seatbelt. We’ll see!