Here I am, in uniform

I don't often blog about writing, but that's what I do the most these days. Well, that and think of reasons to not write, which often include gems such as cleaning my keyboard with a pound of Q-tips and purposely blurring my eyesight to play 30 consecutive games of Snood. Ah, Snood. Is there anything you can't distract me from?

Unlike my fellow literatibloggers, I also never share my work. Today I thought I'd post a poem I scribbled during a stretch of bored nanoseconds. It's pretty representative of my life as a thesis-tackler. It also contains a blatant dangling modifier. See if you can keep it from smacking you in the face:

"Library"

Stunned in my corner,
the time spent
staring into air-locked aisles
leaves me with none written
and little learned.
Clearly, no one reads science fiction.