Hello, ether. How have you been?
After a fairly long stint of a quite nonpoetic existence,
it seems the orchestra is tuning its instruments
in the pit.
It seems I never really caught on to the blogging
thing. Shame. I thought this was where unpublish
(ed)(able) essays got thrown into a subatomic world.
More of an insipid collection of half worked out thoughts
thrown up at a regular interval.
Well, this post aside, I think I might stick to irregular
essays on renegade spondees, if you don't mind.