happy birthday cindy!
today my plan, my goal, my aspiration was to post my new piece of poesy for your viewing, as well as reading pleasure.
the problem with that wonderful idea is that the poem is far from finished.
i am reading it to two to four hundred people in about eight hours.
scared?
ehh, not so much.
though i can admit to presently feeling a good deal of insecurity.
i am almost certain that tonight is the night when everyone will realize that i am just a stow away on this artistic ship; with nothing to contribute whatsoever.
but on the other hand...
tonight i can be discovered as a stow away on this artistic ship who can be used for sweeping, or feeding the pigs or something.
i can only hope.
9:23 a.m. - 2004-03-12
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