Oct 17, 2008 11:11
Monday marches madly onward,meeting much contention
While Tuesday tumbles, trudging through tepid joy
Wednesday wails and whines, while the world wishes
Thursday thrashes the hours, turning time to trepidation
Friday fails to fully excite, faltering, falling, flattening foolish fancy
Saturday summons severe sloth, Sunday serves to sever sin.
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I'm trying to force some poetry out, so I'll admit that none of this stream may be very good. Still, I welcome constructive criticism. You know how, when you don't use an inkjet printer for a long time, the ink dries up in the nozzles and the first couple of pages look awful until all the old ink gets washed out? I'm hoping that's how I work too.
poetry