Just a note to let you all know that I am recovering from the recent meltdown. I am trying to write a poem involving a rhyme that includes Thucydides and insipidities. If that doesn't show that I am on the road back, I don't know what does.
I also submitted a haiku to my friend Mark at Fried Green Al-Qaedas. LoserLand couldn't handle the formatting in his comments section, so I reproduce it here in the vain hope that it will be rendered accurately.
Pickles in a jar
Evoke memories of Jan
She was a dill doe
You judge. Am I sane , or what?
1:38:17 AM 
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