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