The Empty Page

Would you be upset
If I did what I did
And just posted a page
Without no writing
Of fishful art
And went on my way
For the rest of my day

 Though I only did it for
A passing moment
And had no plan
To leave it thus
It was just a random thought 

 But if I did it for real
How would you deal
With such a doing
Like would you be upset
Or laugh and say
Fish you jerk
Why'd you do that
"Because I totally feel
The absence of your words
And you'd best come on back
With something long and full
Because the empty page
Has left me in a rage"

 I know I know
That's my wishful heart
Beating loud
And insanely proud
When to look in at me
From the damn outside
You'd say how you got pride
You fucking loser ass

 And even here
Though my posts are steadily read
Or just clicked
It's by the handful at most
So I can't boast
About what I do
Because it is true
I'm nowhere far
On my journey as a writer
Save for the distance 
That I have walked
Lo these past twenty years

 Or near about
As this is twenty now
And I'm so not wow
Like look at him
He's amazing yes
And success my friend
Is his indeed
You love to read
What I write

 But you'd be right
To be like fish
Where's the words
I want them now
How can you publish
A blankass page
And be like cool
I am done
And you'll like it yes you will

 Would you be upset
If blanked a page
And said huzz me up
This is great
You're just blind to see
How amazing i be

 Aye you'd be right
And I'll never do the likes of that
Because that's just wrong
I'm here to sing a song
Of this is me
Most in poetry
But all to the good I hope
Of what I can be

 Charles Petrie


Date
08-22-19

Time
13:30-14:06=36 Minutes

Word Count
337

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