“I WAS LOST AT SEA”

A caller tells me how a company fishing trip stranded him at sea on a sinking boat while surrounded by sharks for 21 hours. Next a caller reads me notes from a journal they kept during an era of Tinder hook-ups, a caller ponders when to stop helping someone you care about, a concerned daughter worries her sister is scheming on their father’s will, and a final caller admits they’ve been habitually masturbating in sensory deprevation tanks. Write a poem about a hat and put it in your desk and never read it again. I am a gecko.