generic title.

Crusty ass words

taking my notebook

off my dusty shelf

and putting pen to paper.

everything is a fuckin cliche

I'm a sorry excuse for a writer

my words used to be

fluid and shape shifting.

Now

they are jagged edged

and coarse.

They aren't easy to swallow

not because they're raw

and filled with truth.

They are

mislaid and scattered

cockroaches of emotions

disappearing when

the spotlight is on me.

I need a release.

Should I swallow Drano

and unclog my

reserve for words?

It's the only thing

that can save me now.