after a quiet day of thought

I go into several days of 8-6 insanity at work.

I will now attempt to get several hours of sleep before I wake up again far too early.

I will not be posting any poems during this time period.

…snort…snicker…

Yeah, right.

I swear lately that I think in poetry, as Victor once said of Ellyn Maybe. (Not that I’m comparing myself to her…I’m taller, for one thing.)

It’s not entirely a good thing. I can’t seem to deal well with life outside of my understanding of it inside a poem. Gotta climb out if i’m going to maintain equilibrium and stop alienating everyone.

I will likely be up later, as always.