what always gets
me in trouble
is that I can’t
write until late
I’ll try all evening
to tap a flow
but no, nothing.
It won’t come
When it gets late
and I’m starting
to think of bed
I’ll start getting ideas
then I’ll be writing
on and on as the hours
continue rolling along
depriving me of sleep
the worse ones, though,
are the ones when
I get undressed
and climb into bed
and get good and comfy
then it’ll be like 2:37 AM
or some time like that
and I’ll have to pop
out of bed butt naked
to write something down
and then I won’t
be able to sleep
for the rest of the night
because of it
but then again
I guess everyone has
problems in their life
and at least mine
brings some fulfillment
not everyone in the world
is a lucky enough person
to be able to do this shit
That's Write
It's the poet's life for me. Slammed the last line!
luck has a lot more to do
luck has a lot more to do with it than deserves