Big Top by Rob Harrell for January 14, 2018

Transcript:

Dusty: I was trying to write some poetry, Manfred. So I just let my mind flow like you suggested. Manfred: Great. Let's hear what you've got. Dusty: Two salmon dance, cavort, contained in crisp butcher paper. treats tumble meaningless. Their liver flavor, confined. Rawhide. Chewy rawhide. Milkbones three. Manfred: That's not a poem, it's a grocery list. Dusty: Yeah, but it's like a grocery list of my soul, Daddy-O!