Pretentious Collaboration Written During Conversation (Credit To Emmily Rosa)

I "Gotta job as a nanny!" "Maybe they'll hire me as a butler" "Butler and nanny always live in close quarters" She winks He raises and eyebrow suggestively II "I love flirting with poets so... palpable" "Indeed my dear, indeed. We are a flirtatious, passionate creature" "But we're also dramatists adulterers alcoholics and prone to murder and suicide" "Yes, some may look down on our kind, but goddamn, we ain't boring" III "The first time I read Bukowski, it was like I rediscovered some part of myself that was missing or that I'd hidden away either consciously or subconsciously years ago. I might have to write that down. New freeverse." "Love when that happens" "Me too. That's one thing i love about talking to poets. Conversations often turn into writing" "Simple Ideas morph into insolent dreams. There's my freeverse snippet of the day" IV "A good poet may exaggerate, but is no liar" "True; and exaggeration is like getting high, makes everything better. Possible Haiku?" V "Love is our strongest muse" "Absolutely. It's the most vital element to human life; brings our greatest highs and deepest lows" VI "The cool thing about dating poets is that they don't give a care if you get caught up with someone else and by caught up I mean hopelessly carelessly seeexually entangled." VII "The white gown drapes over your succulent frame like a dress of beauty. Your hair, rusty orchid in the shade of the picture, cascades down smooth cheeks the hand can die happy having once caressed." "That was my mom's wedding dress. I like rusty orchids, and the Shakespearian ending was a harpsichord resonant a saunter around my affection for the dead living doll I once was came again to the meter of memory an escapist serenade" VIII "Where does time go when poets commerce?" "Onto the paper"