I do believe
there is not a word I haven't erased.

Words that clung to white pages
with black fingers,
like anchors into a rough ocean.

Sometimes they don't stand a chance.

Billy Collins showed me how to write about
the smallest of things, with the most words possible,
while Bukowski made thought happen, period.

I do believe
that my once over-sensitivity
has been replaced with over-numbness.

I used to have a good cry
more often than I'd like to admit, and now,
my tears are as scarce as my dreams.

I'm lost in my own head, inactive physically,
while my mind rushes with thoughts and
I find myself tired at all times.

The get up and do has got up and went.

I do believe
it is time to change,
back into the old me.

12/28/2013

Posted on 12/28/2013
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