Currently waiting inside the car
while my tummy's state at war
I lean with abstractions in my mind
Purely and briefly outlined

As I take my pen
Jotting the essence of writing
That ought to be spoken
Me with my head chock-full of sighting

Take one step at a time
Collect your thoughts
Thinking about its prime
Like untying the holding knots

May grapple at first
But the creative process
Can make it all together unforced
As though you're learning to put them all on paper professed

Writing takes you to another place
In a way that prose can never do
The struggle of putting it all together
Very well to put together here