This little post doesn't really have anything important to say. It's just that I wrote two poems this afternoon when I got back from lunch, and they were completely different in tone and structure. It's hard to believe the same brain contained the same two poems at the same time, but I reckon that's why it feels so crowded in my skull some days.
Really, the blog format doesn't support a smooth segue between two completely different poems that arrived at the same time, especially since some folks will be reading up, some will be reading down, and some will be reading the little subset of posts called "poetry".
And thus, this little post, in which I tell you that the next poem is different, no matter which direction you're reading. If it has made the transition less jarring, it has done its job, albeit in an entirely too verbose manner.
Cue John Cleese: "And now for something completely different--"
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