wrote my first poem in a month? two months? hell, i can't remember how long it's been. and quickly on the heels of that first one, a second one spilled out. it felt good.
i don't think "it" is totally back -- this is going to be a series of fits and starts before i'm back to cruising the poetry highway -- but it's good to know it didn't completely leave me. i've always been afraid that one day it will up and leave me. still might. glad to know that it hasn't happened yet.
i might not be back, but ya'll best watch out. i'll be back in the game before you know it; swinging for the fences; running back punts; pushing the fast break.
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Glad to hear it. Go on ye boy ye.
bmcg-
yeah, it's nice...wrote a third today. they're all crap, mind you, but hell. it's been so long. i'm sure the muse will tighten the purse string soon and nothing will squeak out for a bit, but at least i had this.
casey-
shit, bro, i feel almost like Jerome Bettis or Bo Jackson. Bo knows poetry! seriously, it feels so good to have the juices flowing again; however little they are flowing.
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