Sonnet; Life updates (1/3)
Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?
My life, in recent months, has been o'erfull.
There's too much going on, inside my heart
And head, to parse, to handle. As for art,
I've had no spoons to work. I'm gath'ring wool,
Bereft of words, o'ercome. I've been a fool
Both in and out of love. How can I start
To tell you what's occurred? I don't feel smart
Enough to tell you plainly; I've no fuel,
But here are highlights from the months of late,
For those who just tuned in. I must confess,
TL: DR: My life's a freaking mess.
I'm close to starting hormones, tra la law!
Relationships have faltered. I've had hate
Directed at me. I'm a tragic flaw.
. . .
(Cont'd in sequel)
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
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