I sit here, alone with my thoughts,
trying to write as the sound of that
infernal colck rises and falls..
And rises again.
That infuriating tick-tick-tick
TOCK!
I visualize a different muse
each time I write, but when
I search for a muse...
TOCK...tick-tick-TOCK!
Back at square one,
trying to remember an idea
I almost had before that clock
scared my muse into hiding again...


Written By:
Andrew D. Robertson