Dawning Creations

“A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.”- Franz Kafka

Pacing around this room,
fixing the same drawer I fixed just before.
I want to write.
I want to pour my soul on a blank page but
my body doesn’t want to stop moving,
dragging my mind through the wreckage.
There’s things to be sorted,
tasks that need to get done.

I argue with this incessant, petulant disorder queen.
Dislodging myself from her overwhelming power of me,
I will myself down the stairs,
arms full with my laptop, my journal and my music device.

I sit down and begin to write.
I’m impressed by how fast the words spill out of me.
Writing is once again a magical being,
taking me out of my obsessive destruction.