There I am with
my pen in my
hand, with my
ear to the ground,
with my heart on
my sleeve, with my
phone at the ready,
with my computer
always on, with my
words lining up in
little rows, with my
list piling up and up and
spilling over and then over
and again, with my
hopes dashed, with my
hype somehow remaining,
with my spirit waning, with
my eyes dimmed, with my
my rhyme…
