Created August 8, 2020
I write
To quiet
The clamber in
My brain where stories
Beg; plead, cry, shout, growl,
Threaten, bribe, persuade, whisper,
Sigh, proclaim, demand, coaxes, and ask
Me: 'pretty please tell our story.'
I procrastinate and waffle
With their voices in my head.
'Yes, I should to it now.'
I sit down with pen
And paper here.
So, here now,
I write.
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