Even a Muse
Must Enjoy an Occasional
May 24th Week-End
(A Poem of Writer’s Block by Brad Locke)
Ten minutes sitting in front of this screen blank, waiting for words to come.
Echoes of silence.
Deafening whispers of nothings.
Implosion is imminent.
Fifteen minutes sitting in front of this screen, not so blank, waiting for words to change.
I am at work
so I am getting paid
May 20, 2008