wake up, rod

Iz's First Visit Riffing in slim light sits Him. Him sits within sin singing within sin. Iz is pissing in his tin din-- it's his first piss with Him. Iz finds his piss ticking in his tin. Iz finds his piss nihilistic with Him sitting, spitting, skidding his Sin Sing. Him drinks gin, spitting hiss-diss: "Iz, finish this piss This shindig's ill! Living in Sin Sing, Iz will mind things Iz will mind" Iz is ticklish, Him is tickling Iz with his Sin Sing swinging. Iz swings with his Sin Sing hits- Living is frigid with Him in his pits.

You don’t use words like that. Imprimis, bring it in this, within this slit. Ditch it. Pitch it. Immix with it. This iridic ink is incivism, indign. Sing it. Itch.

Rod hath bequeathed a new assignment unto us. Revel&rock&roll my pookies: Exercises In Limits: Along the Oulipean  style of things, construct a poem in the style, length, and subject of your choosing, BUT: 1) You may only use one vowel and that vowel is the letter i 2) You may not write the poem in the first person 3) Y is a vowel today, so don't even try any funny business Struggle in dem dere restraints.  It's better if you've bruises to prove it.   Tis due 10 days from today on 3 October.