An Interview With A Departing Member

An Interview With A Departing Member Me: So I guess the glove didn't fit here at PS DM: It did. But I was tired of wearing mittens DM: I need to stretch my hands to a bigger venue DM: Leather would be nice Me: Well, in all honesty, you sound like me Me: Did the anonymity, darkness, and lack of views get to you DM: It did. It was like I was shadow dancing with myself here DM: I think A Horse Without a Name had more views than I Me: Hmm. It looks like we had a lot in common Me: So what do you share with your admirers DM: Well, a flower blossoms when there's an abundance of sunlight DM: And in contrast, a shunned flower loses its stems and petals Me: Hmm Me: That sounds prophetic and perceptive Me: Did you see that Skat A and Poet Destroyer A had tons of light DM: I did Me: And did you see their sudden and sad departures, too DM: I can't speak for them, though ... I thought they were off the charts cool DM: Well, I guess what you can take from that ... is one glove doesn't fit all Me: Any fond memories DM: A bowl of soup touched the spot here, yet my appetite hungers DM: Goodbye. Happy trails. Me: Goodbye. Here's to your finer dining connie pachecho 5/10/25 Not for contest. I think its better not to dilute a sponsors contest with a poem that goes against the sites grain