Because I know they’re not going away anytime soon…

There have been crows outside my window [physically] for the past couple weeks, though I’d like to think they’ve been there for a couple months, in spirit.  Lately they’ve been the first thing I hear when I wake up in the morning [save my alarm] and the last thing I hear when I fall asleep [also in the morning…as insomnia, procrastination, and a new inspiration that can only occur past 10 pm have more or less taken over my life].  Mmm, run-ons and brackets.

So last night I finally got a poem out of the whole situation, which I won’t post, because I don’t plan on posting original work here.  Too apprehensive about internet publication.  BUT, here’s the title, and an excerpt:

CrOw-INCIDENCE

But now, j’hésite. If you were to ask me when we arrived or how long we should stay,

I’d tell you I couldn’t live far from your tempest mind, our nighttimes, or these damned crows.

So anyway, yes.  A new piece is done.  My life has suddenly taken a new direction, as well.  It’s fascinating, it scares me.

Le hasard n’existe pas.