The Collodion Wet Itself in the Middle of the Night.

Dearly Beloved Blog Readerz,

I love that you read my blog,
even if this is your first time.
And, of course, I love you, too,
even if I haven't met you.

This doesn't rhyme or have iambic pentameter,
but,
I do have a show up in the HFAC.
Starting Tuesday, through the end of the month.

You can enjoy it,
even if you don't live close to Provo.
Just close your eyes and imagine what it would feel like to ____,
even if you don't know what ____ is.

(____ is: to be loved by yo' motha)

- Nathan Glen Brough