Percolate

I’m running out of paper

to get all these words

that furiously flow

in my thoughts down

fingers cramp and hands shake

I’m going too fast

misspellings galore

missed words in stanzas

half thought verses

Stop.

Before I continue

on some new idea

not quite finishing

the one before

but if this overflows

slows

I won’t get a drop

until I am dying

of thirst

once more

-Kel Dayheart