Fashionably Insatiable

A poem expanded from a Notes posts many moons and months ago.

Photo by Sidney M. on Unsplash

Empty nights 
are only intoxicating
if you don't have a pen
to put to paper.

A writer without
paper is a painter
without a canvas—
clouds before a hurricane,
a caterpillar in a cocoon,
a gun with no bullets
but no one knows.

Every writer speaks 
to their ambitions
when dancing alone 
on a page with their pen
to the tune o…