My Inner Kirk Pt.2, Afterthought, Not Untinged with Regret and Chagrin

Wow. That poem is too geeky to even be considered for inclusion in my my poetry blog. Out here it will remain, in proud exile.

And I don't know where I get the gall to feign surprise! As if I just wrote it, and the depth of its excellence is only now is sinking in. I wrote that thing almost twenty years ago. Thank GOD I cannot remember the rest of the rap that went with it!