Oh Yeah, That

This is me:

the table strewn with

books,

papers,

pens,

markers, 

cup (hours old coffee)

glasses (that’s where they were)

and

some kind of master plan,

excited by

the coming few hours

of creative mania,

but past that:

a fear of not enough time,

of letting people down,

of chores unreached,

of desperate measures,

to get things done,

in a hurry.

 

Out beyond the

few hours of

creative trust and thrust,

I sink.

 

What am I waiting for?

 

Oh yeah, 

that.

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