Friday, July 25, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
writers' building block
If peace of mind is the true prerequisite for good writing, then curse you poverty and all your distractions.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Bull's Mind
It's time to clean up my act, you see.
I'm sick of - SICK OF - poisons!
The more I rattle my brain around
The messier it gets inside.
And I must clean up my act!
Hey! How about exercise?
Of the mind? Of the body?
The starting line's a blur, isn't it?
My motors are, well, shoddy.
I heard somebody say once,
"Through it". Through it...
The thing is, I think I could.
I think I can. I think I care.
But through what? And to where?
Better moving than stationary.
Light bulbs flashing now.
Switches flipping now.
Next stop, Adult.
I barely have time to feel eager.
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