I'm seized
By apathy!

My pencil
The tool of my trade
Lies unemployed.

I Want
To draw
Sketch
Even
Write!

I am bereft
Of creativity!

I pace the floor
Watch T V
Talk on the phone
Drink a cup of tea

I pick up my pencil
...throw it away!
My mind feels void
I can' t create!

****!

For inspiration
I have to wait.