Chattering Teeth

It’s the consequence of mere chattering teeth
Wound so tight, working so hard
Dread’s lurking in the silent, smothering air
Keep chomping, keep clacking
He’ll pounce even at the slightest refrain
Distract him now, convince him now
Know that he’s keen to this diversion
Forever frightened, forever fearful
For he sees the day where they’ll unhinge
Cracking too soon, crashing too fast
And chattering teeth lie silent again

Taking a New Twist

Well, it seems Flying a Kite needs to take a new twist. Yes, I'll still be posting stuff about undergrad as I get them done. And, yes, there will be the slightest bit about grad school. However, in the light of taking a long break from school to get settled in at my first real job, my focus has shifted. I'll be including the shift from college to working life. I haven't decided whether this will be it's own section/book/whatever just yet but it doesn't hurt to write and post as I go along. Just FYI.

Sorry for the hiatus/Damn You, Mister Draft

It's been a busy busy couple months. I apologize for the hiatus. I'm planning on kicking this back into gear pretty hardcore when this semester is over. So in light of the cold weather I've drafted this little guy up.

Damn You, Mister Draft

Damn you, mister draft,
Leaving the premonition under pillows
You wrote your warning,
disturbing the dust upon my sill
You’ve crept back into my bed
Sneaking up under covers
So many covers
To ice my feet,
chill my bones,
numb my soul
I quiver and tremble
But you’re too cruel to shake
For I’ve always sought the cool spot
Until now
When the only degrees I feel
rise from separation