same song, second verse

Today’s poem is notable in that it contains a naughty word! And I’m posting it on the internet for all to see! (If you see this: sorry, Mom. I promise I try not to swear in general, but this was the correct word.)

I apparently wrote this in grad school while angsting who knows what assignment. I picked it because it’s how I feel about publishing my poetry right now. I’m just sick of it—sick of hunting for good ones to post, sick of coming up with cover images. It doesn’t help that I haven’t written many in the last year (though I did write one a week or two ago). I’m tempted to take a hiatus from publishing for a while, but I know if I do I probably won’t pick it back up (certainly not anytime soon), and at least the poems are doing some small good in the world rather than just sitting there buried in notebooks. So here you go… have a poem that I never would have published if I weren’t feeling apathetic about publishing poems.