Revisions were indeed the focus this weekend. My output hasn’t been as great as many of the folks participating in NaPoWriMo, but I’m happy to say that I’m pretty pleased with everything I’ve written. Hubris maybe, or just infatuation with my new loves, but right now, yeah.
Until today. I guess this is more of a mood piece, and I’m not terribly comfortable writing so abstractly, but it’s what I’ve got, and I worked on it too damn long to throw it away. Of course, it could be the mood itself that puts me off. Maybe I’ll cannibalize parts for another poem later. As it stands now, for a short time, etc. etc. etc. :