Scampering Indigo Typewriter
I want to write, but I can’t.
I’m thirsty and
I’m looking into a glass of
Expansive air
Overflowing with empty
And all I want is
Water
Wet cool simple smooth
Content. There’s a lot of
H and O
Just not in the right order.
Tip it over and the words
Spill out and bounce around on the floor
Trying to attach themselves to
One another.
But there’s no water there
Nothing to attach itself to
So everything and nothing just floats around
Teasing and taunting
Dashing all dreams of putting
Anything on paper.
