“Are You Sure?”

You said you were trying to put on a production of Tennesee Williams’s “Sweet Bird of Youth” , but given that instead of a script of that play you in fact had in hand a collection of your old grocery lists, and instead of casting actors you employed three grains of dust dancing in a sunbeam, ten miles of interstate highway and a gourd, and rather than putting on a performance in front of an audience you simply removed a bone from a throat of a dog, shouldn’t we ask if you’re sure that that’s actually a correct description of what you were trying to do?

To be honest, mister? I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.


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