"are never really finished,
they are only due.
Writing may be draining,
never perfect,
but it’s always rewarding."

no buts or exceptions
whenever you think your
done,
you lets the little tickles of
mmmm. maybe a
change, a comma here,
and the madness is
well,
maddening

the reward?
the compulsion that drives
one to exclaim,
I can do better,
and take a clean sheet
and the blood rush,
accelerating heart rate,
the beating speeding up
of pulsing of everything

why that's your reward,
*you fool,
fooling yourself
one mo' time