A short poem.
I have writer's block, and this was a sad attempt at beating it.
In the game of Life and Death, Death always wins. But, Life has the upper hand.
A little after 0100 and it's still 90°F out. While better off then some, I still cant sleep.
Waking up is sometimes the best part of the day, and sometimes it is the worst.
I have writer's block, and this was a sad attempt at beating it.
In the game of Life and Death, Death always wins. But, Life has the upper hand.
A little after 0100 and it's still 90°F out. While better off then some, I still cant sleep.
Waking up is sometimes the best part of the day, and sometimes it is the worst.