In the anthology Limbs of the Pine, Peaks of the Range, Geoff Pope has a poem called "Villanelle Yell." The final two lines:
When I complete a villanelle,
I'll clap & sing & dance & yell.
These weekend, I've managed to finish two draft versions of one villanelle and a first version of a second villanelle. And if you think that's confusing, now I want to start a second version of the second villanelle.
But finishing this last one, I was sitting on the couch with the cat on my legs and I felt a deep need to leap up and do something crazy, or at least something physical. Instead, I leapt up and looked up Geoff's poem.
The cat is now back in position.