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le mot juste
© 2008 michele may

 

roto-writer

there's a man in the corner
typing on his laptop
and smiling
as though
he's loving everything he's writing.

i want to be like that -
for it to come easy and flow out of me
like it's the most natural thing for me to be doing,

instead of staring at a blank screen
searching for something interesting to say
and finding nothing
nothing at all.

i can't seem to step outside of myself
these days.
there is no inspiration to be found.

am i all dried up?
isn't there someone i can call to refill the well?
i'd pay big bucks to unclog this mess
and get things moving again.

yes, i'd pay to feel the flow
going out
instead of backing up into myself
and drowning.