Writer's Block

Written 04/04

I keep waiting for the words
but then I get distracted
and so I drift to someone else
and wait for a reaction

and soon I'll get a feeling
like I know what I should say
but when I put a pen to paper
the words just fade away

So I smoke another cigarette
and pour myself some tea
and pick up another letter
that was never meant for me

and soon I'll get a feeling
and I know for sure it's on
but before I get the pen again
the damned old thing is done

Eh, I'll pick it up anyway
and scribble down some words
just for spite or to provoke
a piece to ditch this curse



Note - I just felt the need to point some "old me". -posted 06/2015