Metamorphose Poem by David Harris

i agree with pat i suspect my brain takes a holiday every so often good write 10

I know there are days when I can still write; but any overt motions in the physical world amount to a comedy of errors, and it seems endless. Can make you feel slightly hopeless, as if watching your brain flee over the next hill and nothing can be done about it. It's good when you finally come to the end of errors and feel like a fully competent human again.