NaPoWriMo #4

hard to take
the glare of the blank page     blank screen
Write!
the demand
everything fleeing
but fingers hesitating      hesitate      hesitate
this then
a grasp at words
before they’ve left all
to the sunnier pastures of literature
and pulsing pop songs
gasping as if life
depended on each breath saying
something
holding still for the flow
to pour through veins
and think
what’s next?

© 2014 by Robin A. Sams

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