rhymes and words and more words and more words
The way things are now has been making it very easy for me to write. Also, my typewriter works and it's easier to sit in the privacy of my bedroom and clack-clack away than it is for me to sit in my computer room with my family around. I sat down before work yesterday and just kind of didn't think for a while. Eventually my fingers started typing words and lines and phrases before my brain had time to process them. Then my brain started thinking faster than I could type. The result was probably one of the best poems I've written in a long time. It's weird to write something that isn't really dark. I'm trying to work on getting a stronger narrative voice in my poetry, and really give a vivid picture of the situation. I need to retell stories in poetry form, like Bukowski. All in all though, I'm very proud of myself.
You know we've got a good thing going
and I don't wanna see it end.
You know we've got a good thing going
and I don't wanna see it end.