i
open the veins of my soul and the words immediately flow
like a stream of metaphorical pen and ink
(i say a metaphor because there is no pen any more)
now i merely think
and the words drift out from the long dark dream
of my mind
Not being a poet, I leave it unfinished and wander away to find some long overdue sleep; today has been hectic, cramped by an impossible deadline, software failures and last-minute, end-of-the-line corrections.
Inaugurata: beginning. Again.
12 midnight. BED!
Song in my head: Gold Dust Woman by Hole.
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24 HOURS LATER……
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Five reasons why this blog exists:
1) I need to practice my foul habit of writing.
2) I need to vent, rant and generally make an idiot of myself somewhere relatively private (but I don’t mind you reading this, which says more about me than I like to admit.)
3) Blogging is the done thing. No self-respecting wannabe these days goes blog-less.
4) I become delirious at midnight and as a result, no longer completely responsible for my actions.
5) Blogger.com was evil.
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Song currently wandering through the back alleys of my mind: Koi Gokoro by Aikawa Nanase.
