To Be Frank

am i right that the writing rite for those of who have partaken in it more than once have their own way even safe to say a particular personal but not always necessarily initiationally immatating that same something that caused an equal but opposite reaction the first time a synapse sparked pleasurably then a minute but in no time now minutely needing nothing even simple things like using the same pen again or blowing a ram's horn in truth if truth be told you blame your muse but i never have to for through today's technology an email will do if she says she's feeling lazy then i with poem paint will drip in a thought of time clocks melting over some tree limbs and then finish by hanging this on a tired wall where it will be for me to find perhaps looking from a bove at what is in the upper west side of Manhattan's Guggenheim but hardly being a labyrinth since it is circular yet was designed by Lloyd Wright