Why I Write

what is this thing
this infatuation
that brings me again and again
to this keyboard from hell
would you tell me
connected obsession
lately more perspiration
less inspiration
less breathing in of life
more breathing though strife
but a wise author said
to write you must do one
thing every day and I care what
she said so I care and I do it
put my ass in the chair
and it feeds me and shames
me slaps me and claims
me brings peace and
divides me and often
derides me I love it I
hate it and just can’t escape it
the one place where only
the boundaries define me
and boundaries here are
the ones that I make
I can take to the edges and
hang by my nails
climb to the heavens
jump off a cliff and best
all my enemies of
which there are many because
I am the chosen one don’t
you know in my frozen world
made up and jade eyes can
mesmerize heros have issues
oh pass me the tissues
flowers can eat you and angels
can greet you or maybe I
bore you the words are so good
but I tend to tear them
on their way to the paper
holes in my knowledge preclude
true perfection confection
the frosting but sometimes
the meat is withheld punctuation
can cause critical conflagration
I just know this thing that’s
inside of my head it will shake
me it takes me I go
where I’m led

2 thoughts on “Why I Write

    1. Dee Post author

      I write every day. I just seem to be off fiction right now. I want to get back to it. I’m hooked on poetry right now. Sometimes what I want to say just won’t come out the way I hear it in my head. 🙂

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