Hbo
Not sure if
Inspiration’s a consequence
Of boredom, frustration, talent,
But strikes like lightning.
Sitting at my office, drinking cold Zephyrhills…12:26PM
I began to write this down
Strip the emotion
Dust the word,
Nervous this laidback instant
Will soon transform to enumerable last minute
Script adaptation requests and late night voice over sessions.
Best I check my emails…
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