Them 'Know-it-all' Writer Badasses...
None of them are the same
You know you’re a writer when…
you last touched paper T-72hrs ago and already
the edges of inner irritability
poke through doing the ugly surface.
Since daily grind...
ground.
And you STILL haven’t written yet.
At which point, there’s
‘decreed crisis certainty’
on a beeline trajectory with your name in bold letters.
And so begins
the desperation-crazy-script binge
on anything,
everything,
anywhere.
Notes app.
Store receipts.
The flipside of a CV that needed updating anyway.
Quizzical looks
at how you managed
to fit that much text
on the sides of an empty Band-Aid box…
instruction manual???
Finger-font toothpaste across the bathroom mirror
unnerves people
who don’t understand,
then
internally suppress external twitches
to dial relevant helplines
because you should NOT
be able to disappear
down a pen
to an infinity of options for words
phrases,
melodramatic adjectives,
and thoroughly examined morphemes,
paragraphs to stop readers in their tracks
as you continue to write over an hour,
a day,
week,
stopping only to ingest,
piss-slurp-sleep and shower,
yet remain enrapt
in a realm of dense linguistical forest-jungle
that feels
oh-so comfortable
but scares the shit outta everyone else.
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You know you’re a writer when…
entrenched in a creativity-cosmos
to save your ‘writing-desecrated backside,’
this soothes psyche,
enhances lyrical infusions at titrations necessary
to rectify societal sabotage...
...when you have decadent daydreams
about finalized drafts
and chemical compound hyperbole
with just the right amount of BOOM-BOOM!
Long-forgotten time or place
as you smirk to yourself not giving a monkey’s*
what complete staring strangers
in the coffee shop/community pool/library/train carriage think
as you write unfiltered
about them too,
squish-squashing happiness
down into sanitized
pre-approved spaces
deemed socially/politically acceptable/appropriate.
But by HECK,
you click-clacking away at that keyboard
having the time of your "epic-writer’s life,"
steeped in imaginations and idioms...
cuz of bloody course,
you know you’re in a public place
taking grammatical liberties
that might induce delirium,
voyeurism,
hedonistic ideation
in witnesses
within blast radius of aesthetic flow,
you know.
YA KNOW!
When you’re a writer
that is…
*From the British expression, that means not to care in any way about something. https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/not%20give%20a%20monkey%27s#:~:text=British%2C%20informal,a%20monkey's%20about%20their%20problems!
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I truly appreciate that you took the time to read my poem. Kindest of thanks!
Comments (5)
I love it! I text myself snippets so I won't forget them.
Fabulous read & superbly expressed!!! Love it!!!❤️❤️💕
Very cool!!😎❤️
I once had a math instructor who told us for our final exam we could bring a 4"x6" notecard with anything we wanted written on it. I told him that was ridiculous as I could record every equation & theorem from the entire year on such a card (which I proceeded to do that night, though I never used it for the test, just showed it to him). Yeah, on an empty Band-Aid box I could have pretty much recorded any of Shakespeare's plays word for word, lol.
Oh wow, I never knew what morphemes were before this. I also loved that monkey expression. Please know that I do give a monkey's about you hehehee. Hope you're doing well!