Coming up with bad ideas is how I spend my random days off. Welcome to Rebound

I’ve finally caught up with these crazy WordPress folk I follow. They make me look bad by posting so much shit, seriously. Anyways, with my random day off, I’m going to try something a little different here. I’ve always wanted to do this, but I didn’t want to be “that guy” about it.

The premise is simple: Creating poems in reply to other people’s poetry I happen to come across on WP. This was an exercise I did a lot in college level poetry courses that were actually a lot of fun for me. Well, it was more mimicry, but the sentiment is still there I suppose. At any rate, I’m going to start off this run I’m coining as “Rebound,” with someone who I know won’t behead me for replying to her inner-most thoughts. My homegirl and literary confidant, Professor E. Seriously, check her out. She’s the dopest.

RE: I was almost into you and then I remembered I wasn’t

We try not to fall on our swords
by balancing our lives on a knife’s edge,
yet some of us sleep on a bed of needles,
pillows full of spiked feathers;
Often mistaking the eye of the storm,
as the death of inclement weather.