new poem + a schedule

i've missed you! i've been on the road, and unfortunately out of touch.

i'm so new to blogging, but this already seems to be my pattern. i know no one likes being left hanging, so i'll ask for your forgiveness, and finally set some rules for myself.

look for posts every monday and wednesday from now on. if there's some change to my schedule, i'll be sure to let you know!

i've been working on new pieces. give this one a read, and let me know what you think...

[cavities, potholes]
our self-restraint
wears away the roads,
day's beginning and end
form cavities, potholes.

without work, then what?
if not this way, then how?
axed the inside animal,
made reality felt by remote.

a world wild without impulse,
arranged in its vase every gory pulse,
our vague strains a crime
against ourselves or the world.

what are we?
we may risk knowing by feel
those first seconds in the dark closet,
with so few defenses.

routine is unity, or war for space.
to fit together without violence
in cars, on trains, in lines
on freeways fast to our trance.

about this poem:
only recently, i stopped working a commercial-type writing job and started writing poetry full time. my first few months without routine were really difficult, and i had to work to find a comfortable definition of what a productive day outside the office could be. watching commuters driving home one day, i expanded on the feeling and tried to answer the question, "what does a routine do for us, or how does it fail us?"