Pages of Pressure | Poem

Put pen to paper.

Place fingers on the keys.

Do it before the dust settles.

Apply pressure.

Make magic.

Make muck.

Just don't stay stuck.

Never surrender to doubt.

Write it out.

Tear the page.

Delete the draft.

It's all part of the craft. 

You'll soon stand in a garden of pages. 

Who cares if it took “ages”?

Time is limitless.

Our bodies are not.

Don’t leave your power to shrivel and rot.