Poetic Glycerin Suppositorie
this creative mental block
is in need of movement
perhaps a fig roll,
dunked in prune juice, improvement.
an IBS of the page I have today
an irritable rage of frustration.
cant get the words out.
cant get the mood right.
cant use the usual newspaper,
first thing in the morning, ritual,right
were are the verbs?
why this cabbage for brain.
who strained me in a luke warm,
all crammed in one emotional place
tied together with a u-bend shoelace
of a stutter.
its just so frustrating
anyone else for creative block suppository?
im thinking of having a party
all bunged up poets could join the club
when they too plug up.
rather than purchase a bright orange, clipseal cup
you could nudge a rubber bullet
into the gullet ,where the words reside
and who knows what shall pour onto page
finally reside on paper
Just don't do a doctor hilary edmund thingy whatever her name is
and go poking around for too long
the first take is usually the best
don't you think?