why does inspiration hit me
at the most unlikely
of times?
when i'm in the shower
scrubbing the remains of the day away
and my brain goes
an idea, madam?
or when i'm awake at 12 am
seconds away from passing out
and my brain goes
a tiny suggestion ma'am?
but then,
how could you be mad
at yourself though?
why would you complain
about the newfound creativity
your brain seems to find
with every step of the way?