“Writing about a writer’s block is better than not writing at all” Charles Bukowski

Block, What Block?

Deadline approaches
Shoving off the roaches
Clearing the table
Computer enabled

Typing, typing, typing

Trickles of sweat
On my forehead
Writing some more
Oh what a bore

Writing, writing, writing

Reading out loud
Feeling kind of proud
Even without a crowd
Sitting on a cloud

I love it
I feel uplifted
Its pure golden
Feeling bolden

Continuing my writing

Reading back
I feel the lack
Lost the right track
I am a quack

I hate it
It’s utter shit
My writing sucks
What the fuck

Almost quitting
Seems fitting
Maybe try knitting
Before I am splitting

Delete, delete, delete

Giving it a third try
Even though feeling dry
No pain no gain
I need a new aim

Writing, writing, writing

Finally done
Hesitation all gone
Task completed
Feeling depleted

Reading, reading, reading

Not half bad
Finally feeling glad
Afraid of changing my mind again
I hit send