This morning is a poetry morning
And I am on fire
Fire in my brain
Hand
Write
Scribble
Chase my tail
Lock me in the closet with paper and pen
Slip coffee and cigarettes through the crack
Face the facts this morning
I am on fire and
No good to anyone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I hear you Tom! All creators have those 'all day' moments... Good job with the tempo.