I'll write more...
when children sleep
and needs are met
and I'm awake
and the alarm is set...
when dinner is done
and the cats are fed
and the day is gone
and I'm not yet dead
I'll write more...
when I can put
two thoughts together
to make a whole
and words come out
to purge this soul
and I've no excuse
and I find the phrase
and can concentrate
and begin to raise
a brand new sound
and speak this noise
and emancipate this
silent voice
and suddenly
with nothing left
to do but give
these words some breath
I'll speak them out
and write them down
and know that I
have more to keep
and take them
with me as I sleep
but soon I'll come
and write once more-
and find that breath
I've been waiting for.
