last night i couldn't fall asleep for the longest time. i couldn't stop thinking about painting and poetry and what to do about a new artist statement and bio, all that professional jazz. worry, worry, worry, and somehow i got around to thinking about haiku and that maybe i should try it out. it's a structure and maybe i need some structure. it's not as easy as it seems, not in the least.
i'm surprised i actually remembered it today. this is the haiku i wrote last night while i lay in bed wishing i could sleep...
domestic scene #1
silly little girl,
keep your mouth and bedroom clean.
be quiet and still.
my sweetie said it's a bit creepy but that it suits what i do. it isn't really enough all on it's own like this. maybe a little collection of domestic scenes would be good. something to tinker with. something to wrestle with at night when i can't get my mind to stop turning or when i've had too much coffee to find rest.
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