Writing Every Day

The mind is a muscle, and not a gland
that simply filters things inward and out;
each conscious movement of a writing hand
flexes more than the arm’s tendons; No doubt

with each new thought a synapse finds action,
and the software is ready for upgrade,
while hardware, purring with satisfaction,
settles into the new groove ideas made.

Sometimes it is difficult to evolve
on such a regular schedule, however;
and the words don’t come without pain and strife.

On these days, the gears just seem to revolve
without meshing; and what seems so clever
to the hand, the mind rejects. Such is life.

22 FEB 2003

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