Writing, Burning, Whatever

been listening to Silver Jews
while working on the script.

something about David Berman's dead voice
matches the horror/comedy of the content. 

I do my best work in the morning
before the sun comes up.

add to that coffee and the perfect soundtrack,
and the subconscious churns like butter. 

the muse is always borrowed and brief
because life gets in the way.  

the day begins, work starts, etc,
eventually you have to turn off the music.

it comes back for a spell in the afternoon,
and around 5 I feel alive again. 

but it takes more effort, more music, 
because the mind is cloudy from the day's doldrums.

if I am lucky, if the moment is right, 
I get another burst around midnight.