Occasionally you run into something on the Web that tickles your fancy. I am a very serious person in real life. This is why I post so much frivolity on this blog; it's an attempt to lighten up, to remind myself that life is also fraught with the absurd. Poetry, like life, can be a pretty serious business, and poets are renown for being deep and philosophically moody. This is why, when I run across a poem that makes me laugh out loud for sheer, gleeful pleasure, I appreciate it doubly. And the fact that I'm married to the author? I'd say that just confirms my good taste.
Go read Frankenwasher: Prometheus was All Wet.