Well, I was GOING to try and get something in before the end of the month... but I guess that didn't happen. School's been hell the last few weeks, but it's basically done now. That's neat, I guess.

I don't really know why I wrote this particular poem. The whole sleep deprivation thing's been annoying lately, but it's nothing new - been dealing with that since... always. I guess I ran out of other things to bitch about at this point. But, as this poem laboriously states, I dunno what else to do with myself these days if I'm not writing SOMETHING, and inspiration's been a fickle mistress the last several months. Still, everything hits it's saturation point eventually, doesn't it? If only I might be so lucky...

Thanks for reading. I'm hoping that, with college out of the picture for a decent while now, I can decompress from the nightmare that's been my health lately and get out of this funk plaguing my writing for... what, almost 6 months now? Maybe by then, there'll still be one or two people left that aren't sick of me and I can start to turn this ship around. Til, hopefully, then.