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Some Borges analysis,

along with the beginning of a new short story.

A meeting,

to jump-start the future.

Critiques of how to fix up some stories.

Buy new books.

Filled with words,

yet some I haven’t managed to put forth.

Another day, another chance,

another line I want to manipulate.

But that’s just me, I guess,

Though sometimes I wish I were

Someone else, that

Didn’t have the need to express in words the things

I feel need to be said.

Oh Morissette, please never stop crooning out those truthful blues.

To go with the flow today,

might just bring me to the right stream.