Deadlines

This is one of the posts i am moving from the older wordpress ‘blog. i think i may be one of the mostdisorganized people i know. if i were on that sixties show, i would be a agent for Kaos, not Control.

Deadlines

Dread permeates the atmosphere.

Editors hated what i said.

Although i though it t’was crystal clear.

Draft number seven is oozing red.

“Layouts wrong, please be a dear,

I need it in the morning, kisses. ed.”

Nine hours strait and piss warm beer.

Evil thoughts bouncing in my head.

Sharpies’™ cuts are so severe.

by matthew t cody

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