A confession:
as I begin my sixth year
of writing
these terrible little poems
I worry
that a year from now
I will still be writing them,
and I confess
I also worry
that a year from now
I might no longer be around
to keep writing them.
@plaguepoems Your legacy and mine are ASSURED We are the bearers of bad tidings, slidings, and decidings* while hardly ever confiding our own night terrors residing while we move about the days. We're only demented and dismayed. Hallelujah I've been spayed. #ChildlessLoser #NothingToLose #Monday #FullMooning #Lunatic #Luna Lunacy #Legendary