Since about mid-February, I have had no luck at all with projects. One after another, they plotz after a week or two. It's part of the business, which is part of what makes this a shitty way to make a living, but that's a conversation for another day. Right now, I just had yet another project implode on Friday. Naturally, this makes me feel poetic:
Another gig ends
I don't want to blaspheme but
Jesus fucking Christ
Lots of projects but
No offers forthcoming yet
Fuck me with a rock
I realize haiku traditionally celebrates harmony with nature and all that good shit. Fuck it.
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