A Story In 100 Words (Online) July 2023
Almost every morning
it’s the same old ambient toss-up:
Susumu Yokota or Lazybatusu.
Some days, neither flips his switch;
some days: nothing but nothing. Silence.
(He neither needs nor wants either one.)
Some days—especially days he’s up early—
he just sits and types, humming his own theme:
he calls it Lazysusubatsumu Yakotoma.
He hums and writes and writes again
until everything comes out right,
or his fingers start to bleed.
Even then, though,
intent on his mission
he encourages the hemorrhage.
He’s stumbled onto something good;
he’s just got to keep at it
until it sings on its own.