Was going post these last night. But was extremely busy at work with moving books. Was going type a post today but still tired. It didn’t help I stay up untill 1am writing a Star Wars story either. Tomorrow I’ll type a entry.
April 10
Today should slice me open
and let all fall out into a heap.
Today is not a knife, only
a molder of today's thoughts.
It's strange, when peace does comes.
You want to be violent in the afternoon.
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April 11
Need a poem for today
and the words aren't connecting.
Are they hearing, another melody to follow
or following that one cloud in the sky?
Life shouldn't depend on the power
of one poem but what else should it follow?
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