Tryptophan Blues

I didn't want Thanksgiving to slow my writing flow. I ate less, tried to keep my energy up, but for much of the weekend neither reading nor writing held my interest. I had finished S.J. Rozan's Winter and Night and could have gotten an early start on DetecToday's December read (All Shook Up by Mike Harrison), but more than anything I wanted to end November with a poem or two.

Nothing was coming, so I wrote a poem about Thanksgiving weekend lethargy.