Thursday, 27 April 2017

Moody Blue

No. I believe my poetry writing has ended. I look back on what I wrote during the Easter, and it is nonsense. I was to tensed, almost hysterically, judging from the poems, and they are no good. I also believe writing is to hard for me, now. I am incapacitated. And drawing is to me the future. Nevertheless, I am able to write poetry. I am the poet of all times. So I may write individual poems. Perhaps.

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