Chapin City Blues

Pause
by Louis Gilmore

If it were to become
Complete;

If 
All of a sudden
Everything were to hold its breath:

Surely
The walls of the city
Would be cast down
With a terrible noise.

A lot has happened during my absence. And I wanted to write about it, but I also felt that I shouldn’t share those personal, familial details on my online journal. I watched a few movies and thought about writing reviews for those movies. But apathy has taken a grip of my will. I continue to listen to audiobooks and trudge through Babel by R. F. Kuang. I have applied to a master’s program so that might limit my free time to read come autumn – if I’m accepted. This might also change the tone of the journal a bit. We’ll see.