there is inspiration
welling
up inside me

not for art

no

not for
art

instead,
for creation

for birth
for construction
for development
for growth
for building
for adding on to
for heuristic intention
for the laying of new roads,
pathways, bridges, and towns
for the betterment of myself
and others

there is inspiration
growing
like a fire

a spark has come,
lighting the tender
thistles
in the base of my
soul

climbing up through
my legs, then warming
my belly, while passing
my heart and burning
up my fingers

it hits my mind in a rush
of emotions

I smile,
ready to pounce on
opportunity