ILLUMINATI(on)
pointing the light bulb where the sun don’t shine
ILLUMINATI(on)
imagine a platform
where your boat will rise
(with thousands of others)
seeking the big prize
of fame and recognition
of fabulous success
through circular promotion
in egregious excess
ten thousand readers
no, 20 … 30, heck, who’s counting!?
any kind volunteers?
our editors are drowning
in mountains of manuscripts
‘cause we take ’em all —
no essay too formula
no tale too tall
business, poetry
fiction, philosophy
science, self-improvement
rants and technology
do you glean the pattern?
do you see the common thread?
why, of course you don’t, sweetie —
specialization’s dead
we cast a wide net
the blue sky’s the limit —
niche publications are for
the hopelessly timid