Inspiration runs dry.
Staring at the screen for ten minutes
or more.
What to write about?
Nonsense words come to mind.
Yet, haven’t I done that already?
What about lack of inspiration?
Or the first word on a paper in front of me?
Maybe something my child said?
Or simply should I rage about the current policy changes?
Maybe,
maybe
I should give myself a day.
Then perhaps something better will come along.
Saturn's Premier Poet 