every time
I get the urge
to write I
always find
myself in the
most frustrating
situations

~

like not
finding a pen
and paper
or being
in a conversation
with
somebody important
or being
caught in
the moment
wherein emotions
and thoughts
are flooding
but deciding
to
write
it all for
later

~

but when
I finally put
the courage to
allow my pen
to kiss the
surface
of my paper
it all
goes
away into
the void
of my forgetfulness

~

and of course
ill be in
remorse for
letting
those beautiful thoughts
vanish like
a *******
having done
her job
leaving the
customer
me
on it's own

~

trying to
fathom
what to do
next for
the next few hours
or days
weeks
or years

~

contemplating
about what
when
how
to get
back to the routine

~

so when I
did remember
the same words
that makes
my
brain ******
again

~

I found
myself
in
the same peculiar
position.