Tuesday, August 05, 2008

...not a poem, a complaint...

Last night, at around 2am,
August 5th,
I had five great quatrains
sitting on my screen,
not intended to be a blog or anything,
more intended for a crafted poem
and they were really good             you know,
when you push the chair back from 
the desk and go "How the fuck did I do that?"
and then 

I hit something. 

And then I lost it.
And then I searched for it for the next hour.
And I could not find it. And now, I am really
pissed about this. You would be too if you 
saw them. 

(needed to get that out there...)

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