2010
01.25
01.25
It always begins
like indigestion,
slowly at first,
then full bore.
Either way,
I need relief.
But no antacid
can abort a poem
so I have to stop
and take dictation.
I’m no Matthew, Mark
Luke or John.
They wrote the Gospels
by Divine Inspiration.
I’m on my own. And so
when words cascade
I grab my quill.
I have no choice.
I have to stop
and take dictation.