Tonight I have to write a research paper
My brain feels very scrumpled.
I have to string words, paragraphs and pages together
logically. beautifully. intelligently.
My mind feels like a cryptic bundle of ugly.
It's disheartening
but strangely invigorating.
There is nothing quite like last-minute papers
to send me flying around like there's the world to save
and sleeping like I've done just that.
I thankful for a busy life.
for deadlines and workshifts
and closing times and budgets
because they keep me blazing forward
and feeling glowingly victorious on friday afternoons
and savoring my nothing moments.
3 comments:
You are amazing <3
I love you kyrie.
Well said dear Kyrie! If you wrote your paper as clearly as you expressed these thoughts, I'm sure you did well. :o)
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