reading more about the folk-made know-how of yore

bearing down on one of the year's sleepiest nights

needing to write more of these short lines once again

keeping up with the deadlines and keeping with them

keeping with time by doing these ahead of time

taking back old namesake with "letters from afar"

noting that these words come from the oldest of roots

writing a lot of lines that often do not rhyme

crafting the software and wayfaring the wide world

wondering what to do with all these written lines

having enough else to do but still making time

waking up early again for the learning set

withholding yet another thought from the commons

helping myself to some food from my old folk roots

lighting up the room with self-switching vats of light

hoping for a shortcut out of this quagmire

writng this line even when not much has happened

feeling dizzy with all the endless likelihoods