Monday, January 17, 2011

This is not a poem

But an outpouring of thoughts

that would otherwise overfill

and spill

Out into the good and well-behaved core of productivity

and make its presence known like a curiously maroon stain on a buttoned down white shirt.
A tiny blob of something breaking up the pinstripes.

Light dark, light dark light.


Dark is pretty, occasionally witty

And always it has sharp teeth

and a seductive smile.


  1. No, it's not a poem. But more like a snapshot of "regular" life with glimpses into a darker, more exciting world. Or...maybe that's just me : )

  2. Thanks Erin.

    I haven't done a lot of writing of late - still picking away at the editing on two longer stories. So sometimes you just have to open the valve and let off a little creative steam. Which was today.