just write

Can’t write

too much on my mind

can’t write

hungry

too full

tired

need a joint

and a beer

and there’s nothing to write about

can’t write

give me ten minutes

can’t write

just one sentence

can’t 

do it

turn off the lights

tip the beer

let it out 

let out the pain

the confusion 

the delusion

drink

put it on paper

the nails on the chalkboard in my chest

discontentment

trying to hold face

fear and courage

side by side

neck sore

standing up for six days

writing nothing

living by braille

days moving too fast

nights too short

romantic hopeless

wanting to cry

can’t cry

have to write

have to put the thunderstorm into words

writing in a blood-red stolen marker

let the ink drip

breathing heavy

uncomfortable

living in the basement of an ex-girlfriend’s home

even the dog sleeps upstairs

evicted in fifteen days

the new boyfriend will be here shortly after

she’ll scrub me out of the place

I’ll be happy to be gone

only she’s keeping the dog

I’m going on the run

quitting the job

I’m done betting safe

the universe loves courage

I don’t know much

but I know I can write