words, images lie around all night
\nleftovers in the gutters of my brain
\nwaiting to fly into combinations
\nthat breathe meaning onto the monitor<\/p>\n
how prosaic is that?<\/p>\n
I can write at night
\nor in the pre-dawn
\nsputterings of night
\nafter fitful sleep<\/p>\n
how prosaic is that?<\/p>\n
maybe writing is
\na brain misfire
\nthat creates
\ndivergent thought<\/p>\n
how prosaic is that?<\/p>\n
the moving cursor blinks
\nand having blinked
\nmoves on<\/p>\n
how prosaic is that?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
words, images lie around all night leftovers in the gutters of my brain waiting to fly into combinations that breathe meaning onto the monitor how prosaic is that? I can write at night or in the pre-dawn sputterings of night … Continue reading