Tuesday, June 26, 2007


I am not lazy.
I am on the amphetamine of the soul.
I am, each day,
typing out the God
my typewriter believes in.
Very quick. Very intense,
like a wolf at a live heart.
Not lazy.
When a lazy man, they say,
looks toward heaven,
the angels close the windows.

"Frenzy," Anne Sexton
The Awful Rowing Toward God, 1975

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