The Best and Worst Month of My Life

It's that time again, folks... National Poetry Month is once again on top of us, grunting and panting like a sex crazed lunatic. This is the best and worst month of my life every year. Best, because I participate in the Poem a Day challenge, where I (and poets all over the world) obviously write a poem a day. Worst because, well, I'm writing a damn poem every day. I will post them here, so if you want to see the inner workings of my diseased mind, or what I've desperately scribbled on the back of a TJ Maxx receipt in a last ditch effort to fulfill my daily assignment, this is the place to be.