Writer's Block
An empty page sits before me-or is it an empty I that sits before the page? What happens in-between? What fills the emptiness? Thoughts, symbols, desires, music, vibrations, perceptions, metabolisms, molecules…things that zig and zag, circle, squiggle, take flight, and settle down. Fireworks exploding. Click, buzz, crackle, pop. Jumping from here to there: skipping, tripping, hopping.