Not the year, but still a number
After thirty days feel numb...er,
sixteen sixty seven,
average words in one day,
times
thirty days, a month of
writing
November,
National
in other words
NaNoWriMo,
cousin of
Na PoWri Mo, in April
twins
of different mothers of intervention.

Abandon me to my room,
let me bleed words to my doom,
a story of fantasy,
don't have to leave the country,                          
to escape from my mundane,
                               crypt of chaos,
it may be the death of me,
but not until I write
fifty thousand plus words, see?

Nov 1 2013 to Nov 30 2013