I couldn’t bring myself today to start
at the top of the letter K listening
to Kansas records. I’ve listened to the
entire collection alphabetically
up through the letter J and I need a break.
Since October I have written 78,000
words about music in these poem-like-things.
But I couldn’t bear to break my streak,
oddly, of 78 consecutive days of writing,
so I pause today for this interlude,
holding on for dear life to a personal best,
simultaneously sick of and buoyed by stats.
Beyond the fear of running out of things to say,
Feeling down having sold off a favorite drum set today.
michael jarmer 