Last night before falling asleep
had an idea for a poem
but didn’t write it down
now this morning I can’t recall
even a thread of my inspired tapestry
can’t jar it from memory so instead
I write these jumbled words,
like a drunk reciting the alphabet,
while the best I had to offer
is still tangled in my pillow
or suffocated and lost
somewhere in my head.
No comments:
Post a Comment