Just some general writing madness to try to get a spark of creativity out of the night. It’s always good to do a little writing. Writing late at night is always the bomb. It makes the morning seem better unless I’m too fucked up to really notice the difference. It’s a pitiful way to spend the time. Gotta get cranking on that old computer and make the literature happen. I may even learn a little French in all this. German and Spanish are promising to follow. I guess a lot of it could be a really righteous affair. Choking on a chunk of luck too profound to figure out.
Commit pen to page
filling in all those blank pages
with profound wording
revelations poetry
a dream we gently aspire
good one. love late night
good one. love late night writing. thats when some of the best ideas come and flow
it's great conversing with
it's great
conversing with crickets
and jotting down the words
committed to the muse
unrelenting in inspiration
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