When The Muse Is Absent.

So, I pick up my pen;

But, I have nothing to write;

And, that being the case,

I put my pen back down again.

And go and make some coffee.

This happens a lot.

I try to write

When the muse is absent,

And nothing comes from it – it’s a fruitless task;

And, I ask myself:

‘Is there not an idea

In the ideas barrel?’

‘No.’ I answer.

‘Not a one.’

And my writing, for the moment,

Is done.

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