writer's block

[rainbowdice]

There are times when I want to
do more than
watch your productivity.
Busy scrapes of pen on yellowed pads, and
words whispered by eloquent wrists.
I would love for my arms to
ache with the effort to
keep afloat my choppy thoughts, to
be swallowed in the tide of my ideas, to
drown in unwavering opinions, to
retch out--creativity; tangible,
beautiful--my insides.
Instead, I splash in, soak in,
lucidity.
Watching.
Not a tremor in my soul,
nor a blemish upon the page.