Blogging got hard. So I quit. Again. I'm just not an obligation person.
Friday night was rough - then I broke my toe. Then I tried to write a poem and Nathan didn't like it. Total devastation. Maybe I'll get back on track...
#16 (because I get to skip the days I don't post)
neon swamp
climb on up
we were here in secret
making the make
out of town
swept away
more reflective
tea paper
the swingline
jetty
that’s the
ticket
sweaty left hook
upholstery of
this alley
this white-out
this soda jerk
2 comments:
Jeez -- now I feel like a monster. Sorry...
Sorry to hear about your toe, Gabby! Some of us aren't as monstrously evil and heinous as man-demon Nathan! Some of us liked your poem!
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