Poet of the Week

Pardon the lack of updates my dears. The nocturnal persona of mine has just resurfaced recently. And now, I have to work most nights. As a bartender of course, and sometimes as a waiter. Where else can you indulge in excesses and get paid for it? Where else can you meet such interesting humans, be it irritating or friendly? Where else do you get tips that comes up to more than your pay sometimes?

All at my workplace. Free drinks and a familial atmosphere. Almost like my second family, I dare say.

And during this relatively long absence (yes to me it was long), a surprise came up. I'm Poet of The Week at Poetisphere. Lo and behold, I was shocked, needless to say. Long has it been since I wrote any poetry, though the rest of my works are to the right, listed under poetry. Makes one feel guilty for not writing any.

Tsk. Humans.