Monday, April 13, 2015

Why Writing Without a Dog Is Much Harder


. . . fewer
interminable trips outdoors




where the
air has actual oxygen in it . . .





no startling
cackles from the avian inhabitants


of this chilly,
leafless, gray habitat . . .





a low expectation
of anything mysterious rising, dripping


from the dark,
still water thawed from winter ice . . .





no 'la-de-dah' ambient wind chimes twinkling enchantment


to generate meditative,
self-important inner thoughts . . .





no falling
dusk


rising moon


mid of night


dawn of day


just


halogenic


fluorescent


battery-powered


LED


available
24/7


mind-numbing
light


glaring from


the computer
screen’s


blank page
--


its cursor


blinking


maddeningly


patient


in blind |

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               |

               |


expectation.

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