Sunday, April 23, 2017

Flailing

Geof Huth, "ink-link" (23 April 2017)
The days get longer as I try to produce these various types of pwoermds all day. The life of a deadline poet is taxing and tiring.

I slept more than twelve hours last night into this morning, but I'm still tired enough to head to bed early (for me) tonight. It is probably more than the minor work of trying to think up one-word poems that is tiring me out. Probably one of many underlying health problems. But we'll see in the end.

Regardless, today was a good day of pwoermds. At least.

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