Poetry! (Mythic Verse, Vol. 1)
Table of Contents
Status "The Polyhymnia Conspiracy" "Hard Times" "The Seventh Seed" "Ancient Wisdom" "Encounter the Dragon" "The Lame God Can Barely Stand" "The Gender-Fluid Seer" "Be a Deer" "Kvasir's Guide to the Galaxy" "The Pella Curse Tablet" "Goddess of the Lockdown" "Xanthus" Copyright"Kvasir's Guide to the Galaxy"
Aboard the Vogon ship,
Ford Prefect
hands out towels
to Arthur Dent
and Kvasir the Wise.
“I cannot use towels,”
says Kvasir.
“For I am made of spit.”
“Er . . . what?”
says Arthur.
Ford retrieves
Kvasir’s towel.
“Space travel,”
he warns the others,
“is unpleasantly like being drunk.”
“Like being
murdered
by dwarves,
having your bodily fluids
drained
into a cask,
honeyed
into a fine mead,
poured
into mugs,
passed around and
consumed?
That kind of being drunk?”
asks Kvasir.
Ford ponders.
“Yes.”
“I am comfortable with that.”
“Er . . . what?”
says Arthur
as the universe
turns inside-out.
Greg R. Fishbone
June 2020
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