I sift meticulously amidst the clutter <br />of my rational thought and irrational flutter, <br />where my hidden fissures of knowledge wind. <br />Some words organize and flow off the tongue. <br />Yet so many ideas remain unsung <br />lost in time in the jumble of my mind. <br />If I could grasp these elusive tomes, <br />notes and novels and letters and poems, <br />perhaps I could write sometime.<br /><br />John Lyday<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-i-don-t-write/
