I know it's late, but it's a good time for deep, strange thoughts. I realised today that i haven't been on this site for a long time, and also that it's been many months since i wrote any poems. Looking back over my collection of material, it seems i can only write when there are bad emotions; fear, anger, sadness.....i could go on, but that's the simple fact. Perhaps this lack of new material is a sign, that i'm satisfied with life at this moment in time.....i hope so. i'd hate to think that my fountain of inspiration has simply run dry...