My Year of Writing Dangerously

On the spur of one of my (increasingly rare) moments of inspiration, I decided that in order to maintain my artistic integrity, and because I can't keep calling myself a writer for much longer without actually WRITING something, I am going to write a poem a day for the next year. The first poem will be posted on August 10, 2010 and the last poem will be posted on August 10, 2011. (Unless, of course, I decide to keep going.) Not all of the poems will be good, and DEFINITELY not all of them will be interesting, but I will gaze around my kitchen, my living room, and Coming Home Cafe until something inspires me, then write a poem about it, as well as my random thoughts on the mundane things that no one notices, but which it is my goal to immortalize over the course of this year.



Thursday, September 2, 2010

Day 18 - Hunger

I was at work... the moral of the story is DON'T forget your lunch when you have to stand up for 7 hours.

Dammit
Dammit!
So god damn hungry
I cannot find a single rhyme
I have no metre
my images are bland
because I have no god damn food!

I want to go to sleep,
to chop my feet off
to sit, to lay down (or lie down, I'm too damn hungry to remember which is right!)
Because I have no god damn food!

A bowl of god damn cereal
It seems like so little now
and it was so long ago
The energy it gave me is gone
and I have no god damn food!

The first two hours seemed so long
But there are five more before I'm done
and get to go home
The first thing I'll do is eat
because I have no god damn food!
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