“Charles” isn’t “Charles”
Simic’s name,
it’s “Doo-Shawn” as in

“Howdy, Ma’am! My name is Doo-Shawn Simic!”

“I’m a Libra. My hobbies are
burping and refrigerator magnets.”

………………………………………………………………………..

Now it’s 10 AM!

Doo-Shawn Simic writes a poem at this hour every day!

“Poetry is an orphan of silence,” he begins, but then…

“Oh fuck! I already wrote that poem!”

Doo-Shawn burps and grabs his refrigerator magnets.

“Awr-rrrrurp!”

“Orphans are the poetry of silence!”

“Silence is the poetry of orphans!”

“Poetry is the poetry of poetry!”

“Silence is the silence of silence”

“Where the fuck are the rest of my refrigerator magnets?”

“Awr-rrrrurp!”