I recently met a wire-haired music man. He was witty and raw, cruel and smooth. He smelled like incense and afternoon. I took quite a liking to his ways, and he seemed to be intrigued by mine. Emails were exchanged, after our parting, and I awoke this morning to find an email from him titled : THE ALLIGATOR.
“The Alligator,” as you may know, is a recently published short story of mine – showcased as the opening of a literary magazine (much to my amazement.) Apparently, my piece spoke to this particular artist, and perhaps ‘friend’ now, and he carried on about my talent with woos and sentences, strung together like spiderwebs of cotton candy.
“The best thing about ‘The Alligator,’ is you can take seemingly nothing and make something…something from nothing…you could make me something…if you wrote about me,” he explained,
“I’d be the most interesting man in the world.”
I hung on the edge of sticky sweat, pooling around my wrists and behind my neck, reading his words of truth and peaceful deprecation.
He had written a song about “The Alligator.”
He had written a song about my life.
He had written a song about me.
And here it is, from artist – writer, musician, performer, singer, and producer, Mr. Jerry Joiner.
Enjoy…and be sure to check out his other pieces.
Thank you, Jerry. You are something…