Struggle To Write

Struggle to write Witnessed courtesy the following poetic sight especially when dark shadows foretell edge of night twilight zone expanding into outer limits of width and height obscuring webbed wide world subsequently where black tentacles alight. This poetic prologue feeble exercise to encapsulate commonplace frustration experienced by fledgling author evidenced by spurious poem dredged up below decks foregoing full sentences, which will resume reflections being hobbled to cobble words together, when yours truly tries his darndest to re-captcha fleeting idea or sentiment. Minimal productiveness as hands of time issue silent tick tock resultant rhyme without reason mere schlock conceding intelligence on par with rock consanguinity quite evident versus key difference when affliction named agraphia doth lock stock and barrel creative juices resounding, resonating, and resolving into echo chamber with hollowness when upon noggin of scapegoat bully doth knock impossible mission to fend off badass jock whereby yours truly envisions fanciful day dream lazing a boat on the dock carefree mindset disallows watching clock repudiating, spurning, and thwarting thee dilemma of writer's block deliberating calling ghost writer ad hoc One former bohemian rhapsodizes (and a young bare cub at Antioch to boot), now prosaically expounds courtesy lengthy epistemological expressing difficulty to craft complex literary edifice applying building blocks of English language in a fitting manner that does justice to said lingua franca giving liberty to leaping lizard thoughts that dart to and fro, hither and yon within the windmills of my mind. Rather than censor or edit, I pour out at rapid fire rate, the notions (ala kingly brainstorm) that flit thru me  noggin when first staring at the black and white screen, sometimes eyes remain closed to help initiate the process to summon forth this, that, or another just barely perceptible concept; the task less difficult when the topic provided, which preconceived subject narrows focus into figurative box. When provided specific issue to write about the effort still arduous to gather plethora of disparate points aware near infinite number of directions discourse in question could take this, that or another route, whereby any path could lead to a dead end with impulse to yank inkwell and spill spout all over manuscript, a Rorschach work of art to tout. Countless trials and errors entail exploration to the near state of physical exhaustion where each logical conclusion finds pensive fellow inextricably entangled within his own thicket of unprintable verbiage. Would you dear reader believe a/or accept eureka moments arise stealthily as cats crept unexpectedly and inconveniently when I get situated on toilet and whole paragraphs tumble into consciousness pell mell faster than bowels expelling bodily waste matter from derrière except Macbook Pro in other room kept safe and sound against accidents if mishap occurred resident Kuni Lemel would be convulsing with grief as he wept.