I'm so tired that I've forgotten how to write.
Hand pushes pen, but brain lags behind.
Words get caught up in that tangled ink,
Rapidly spidering out of control.
Eyes lose focus and fingers press on,
Writing as my head slips into sleep,
Jerking awake with the sharp tick of the nib.
I read it back the next day, rewriting it,
Replacing strings of nonsense words
That made subconscious sense.
WhatWhyHow???
This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.
But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.
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