More Words

It’s forgiveness to write for my lack of continuity,
but only if I work from sun up till sundown.

I’ll type till my fingers are numb
at times and I often feel like I’ve accomplished
some great feat even though it’s just typing.

Sometimes I will start in the morning
and won’t stop till very late at night,
after the moon has graced us with its presence.

When I work during the day, I regret it
at times because I think I work better
when its 2am and I am sipping on some sort of fruit juice.

As the words pour out and the juice hits my palette,
I think of how I will feel when I am finally done
writing and what my words will sound like
to other people as they read them.

I've grown accustomed to that feeling
because I know that regardless of how I feel
when I am done writing,
I will just do it all over again the next night.

Over and over again until I have something
that resembles a novel that is alright,
and no one will buy it.