watching the blank page
The blank page laughs and begins to dance
She bends over and shakes her booty at me
Put your petootsie away, I say, but I am smiling
She wants words – adjectives, prepositions, verbs
Especially verbs! She says, shaking, laughing, dancing
She loves the ing-words the best, she is good at them
I watch her sparkling, dazzling personality do a two-step
Don’t you need a partner? I ask the blank page.
She leaps into the air, bends, folds, twists, and turns.
You might as well give in, my muse suggests.
She knows this could continue for an insane amount of time
I snatch the blank page down and begin to write.
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