A chronicle of where I've been, where I'm at, and where I'm going.

writers block

i have words flowing

phrases pummeling

the inside of my head

and they all are aching

begging me

for a chance to get out.

they want their moment in the spotlight,

and yet

i can’t string them together so

they sit idle on the page.

Alone, or in groups of five or ten

they sound brilliant

but to form a hypothesis

or any inkling of complete thought

from these bits and pieces

tonight proves futile.

what I want to say is just

as obvious as it was

the last 112 times I said it

in as many different forms and paragraphs

couplets

and phrases

verses and choruses and bridges

I digress.

tonight the words won’t work for me

they don’t want to cooperate with each other

they are clawing,

clinging,

pushing one another stage left and

stage right

in efforts to steal the spotlight

and i am proving to be

an inexperienced director who can’t get

the best out of my actors…

the sentences

and lines

that should be painting you the picture that will

either make you smile this time

or make you cry…

i’ll clear the stage and dim the lights for now

until I find a better way to

script this idea

and not find my cast constantly yelling

“line!”

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