I haven't written in ages;
Now words flow through my hands.
The river falls on its own
Over the cliffs of satiation.

The dam has broken..
Like a failing wall, once towering,
Now toppled,
The once still water cascades freely,
Filling my mind.
Running through my arms.
Spewing out my fingertips
Unaided by mental power.
The works I've not posted until now
Have been waiting anxiously
For this moment.

I can't stop writing.
Phrases leave my mouth
Already poetic.
Already emotive
Already grasping
For a chance at publicity