I sat in bed last night reading William Butler Fucking Yeats through a single telescope eye and thinking maybe poetry is lost on me. What does a rough beast conjure when you grew up on Monster Week for the 4:30 Movie on ABC? What does it look like? Is it hairy? Big teeth? Drool a lot? How big is it?

When your geographic memory thinks Bethlehem PA before Bethlehem where Jesus was foaled in a barn by a teenage mother? Two girls at school got pregnant from what I hear and that’s why they disappeared and never came back. Did Mary finish school?

Let’s not even get into the Joseph issue and maybe it’s a good thing the three wise guys showed up before Mary’s dad, okay.

I like that line though about the best lacking all conviction and the worst with all their passionate intensity. Totally badass.

Other than that, fuck this guy and his gyre of bullshit. I wish it were true that you can be bored to sleep.