In bad rains bathroom
ceiling leaks. A slow tick tells
of water stains mapped.
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In bad rains bathroom
ceiling leaks. A slow tick tells
of water stains mapped.
At 6:30 they
awake to find I’m still up.
The curse of deadlines.
You think you know me.
Carefully constructed, I
reinvent daily.
Anonymity
becomes us all as we put
our second life first.
Some days the words spread
smoothly. Other days they stick,
like peanut butter.
I live for numbers.
Check my website stats hourly.
Page view addicted.
I’m writing during
the day. Quiet house, others
gone. The muse comes out.
Tomorrow she takes
a test that may very well
determine her life.
Life is a series
of trial runs. So when practice
is over, it’s time.
People link to me.
Complete strangers think my words
have validity.