National Poetry Month BURNOUT

I can’t poem any more, not for a while at least.  I had a good run, but anything past twenty days of writing is too much for me.  I’m done.  I quit.  Here’s a line from when I tried to pick up a pen this evening.

If I come off a bit loose to you, it’s only because somebody untied my knots.

This is my last NAPOWRIMO post.  Generic blogging will commence in the future. Peace out, homies.