I Have Written For So Long Poem by Shalom Freedman

I have written for so long
I have forgotten how not to write
But then too
I am afraid to remember
For silence is for me inaction
And inaction is death
And I do not need to be dead in life
I will be dead in death for long enough-

So I must write
As I write now
And if the Universe or Multiverses
Choose not to read
I will not stop-

Oh meaningless scratching and typing
How happiness- making it is
To see the words as they come one by one
on the, as it were, page.