Writing is a detour from
the mundane

Passing time on roundabouts
of reclusive highways

Traffic lights the comma's
and full stops

Blobs the blood of ink
spilled accidents

Blotting paper is bandage
for wounded words

Pedestrian crossings are
hallowed margins

Lay-by's are paragraph
breaks

Cul de Sac's is where authors
go when they are blocked.