NaPoWriMo 2017: three

 


pages 
straightening 
toward 
only 

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I haven't set an intention for this month's poems, other than one a day, but right now I seem to be in the groove of smudge poeming a snippet of the book I'm currently reading (which I just finished tonight ; hopefully the next in the series will be available on overdrive). 

And why stop a good groove?

At least not tonight, that's my thinking, though this poem took longer than these smudges usually take. 

Tomorrow is another day, and another poem. 

Yes.