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Just a poem today, which I wrote at work this morning. Or rather it wrote itself, while I was staring blankly at a pile of circulation audits.:P



stayed up too late
once again
sending brainwaves
across the ocean

there's a sparkly connection
spanning the heavens
rainbow-colored stardust
falling on the water
making a path

naked elves dancing
with ignorant fairies
in moonlit groves
of pagan wonder

haunting music
stirring the blood
quickening the mind
urging the heart to follow

and all of this
on an ordinary weeknight
while I sit at my desk
staring incredulously at the laptop screen



The "staying up too late" part can't be repeated too often, though, if I am to remain a productive member of society.;) Or, you know, convincingly pretend to be one for the benefit of my boss & coworkers.:D *waves goodnight*

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Date: 2010-06-14 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illuins-lair.livejournal.com
Um.. honesstly: no_one has ever written poetry for me before. Evah.
*re-reads and expands until ego recalls the soul back to earth and lesser tasks*
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