98 Days of Writing
A bit of poetry today. Not much of a poet. Wrote a good sonnet back in college days. Wrote a funny-ish poem about a year ago. Trying for another one now. Anyway, here's the start of it. It's called "Diagnosis" and has seen no polish:
"Except for the vice of poetry, your son checks out just
fine.
He doesn’t smoke or drink or drug himself beyond the odd
iambic line."
Well, like i said, I'm not one much for writing poetry...
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