Where do you find the time?

[just mercedes]

I wrote a meta poem once comparing writing and taking a crap; sonnets, when neatly cut off, epics when laying some cables, blank verse when you strain but nothing happens, etc. Can't find it - I must have deleted it in a 'Delete all the WTF poems' frenzy.

I would love to read this poem, by the way what is laying some cables?

From Urban Dictionary - laying cable

Laying cable is when you release a long, unbroken piece of hot and steamy shit that is tender and feels good on the way out.