BOXES & WORDS

Thoughts on design, life, and general balderdash by Jonas Downey.

An ode to writing at night

Morning is a dreadful sight
My groggy brain be stale
Afternoon could be alright
But still to no avail

I try to write at dinner time
Cacophony abounds
After dinner no such luck
The child’s making sounds

Evening time is plenty fine
I’m feeling so much fitter
Regretfully I realize
I wasted time on Twitter

At last I’ve time to grab a pen
And sort out all my thoughts
Too bad it’s after midnight now
The words are mostly blots.