Fraud: A Poem

Fraud


The words

Where are the words?

Damn

In a jam

For the words

So hard

God!

Feel like such a fraud

Then, yes

Wait, wait

Yes, yes, yes!

Coming, then flowing

A rush of coming, flowing

Feel like a god

A lightening rod

The words

There, there, there

Striking

Then

Wait, stop, no

Oh, no!

No flow

Where did it go?

Nothing

Utterly, absolutely, thoroughly nothing

A blink back to hard

Where are the words?

Oh, God

Feel like such a fraud