Notes on a Notebook

An incomplete list

A nonsensical rant

Scattered pieces of a plan to become a better person than I am

Attempts to be funny or profound- all falling short.

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Bits here,

Bits there

Messy scrawls,

Ripped apart,

Crossed out,

Burned

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Two pages in a Moleskine

A dozen open Word documents

An email sent to myself

How can I categorize?

Label and divide

Is this art

Or nonsense?

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They say there is no substitute for daily practice

But inspiration always seems to strike at the most inconvenient times

Like a song lyric that visits me in the shower

A poem that sketches itself inside my brain while I’m drifting off to sleep

But when the pen is pushed to move

It never yields

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Inspiration’s shadow taunts me

Sliding in and out of consciousness

But when I turn to capture it, it has already moved.

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