i woke this morning with a twisted neck
my head split in two
and went downstairs to make coffee
fingers broken
spine severed
but work had to be done
by end of business
my heart gave out
dead on my feet
same
time
tomorrow
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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