Every get-together that happens at my house ends up in front of the record player as my friends take turns playing DJ.
How much time and effort does it take to be so hateful toward something that isn’t even a threat?
Tell me I’m wrong and I will fight you, no joke.
Basically, we know nothing, but that doesn’t stop us from being excited!
I made this from memory; can you finish it from memory?
When I even proposed that I was going to write that I like Voyager, I got a collective groan from my fellow booksluts.
No one needs me telling them to go watch “The Maquis” or “The Way of the Warrior.”
The Star Trek movies helped us talk when all it seemed we could do was fight.
I was struck by how relevant this poem is to the times we’re living in now.