Mind Clutter

I sit, bent over, back sore and elbows stiff,
in front of the screen,
my mind sifting through files of clutter, searching
for bits of useful prose.

I should sleep, at 2 am, but i don't. Insomnia, as usual,
haunts me again tonight. So i reflect, i think, i write.
I bend down, hunkered over the computer, back sore
and elbows stiff. Searching for words
to express my thoughts.

Words escape me, decent ones anyway, most times,
but occasionally a few slip from my mind and down
my arms and into my fingers. I type them, all the while
reflecting and thinking and doing crude editing as i go.
I reflect, i think and I type because i feel I must.

Whether anybody else reads or likes what I write
is not really a concern as a sit there
with back sore and elbows stiff.

I write.

© Steve Sites 2008