a descent into poetry insanity |
| I like the comedies best, reveling in wit and irony and twists of life that ultimately end happily. in tragedy, all die except the most broken, who live in sorrow forevermore. I don't claim tragedy, but life has twisted me in knots, and my writing is coated with blood and death. yes, I believe in hope, I read hope, have endured much hope, but when I write, hope is a harsh punishment, the last and worst monster left in my box. line count: 15 April 20: allow yourself some "drama" |