Writer’s block (Photo credit: Incessant Flux)

these words
do not flow

or tumble

or rush

they barely

trickle

from some
constricted source

oozing through
cerebral arteries
squeezed

by crud pressure

clots of obligation

spasms of distraction

yet
somehow
these words do

murmur

to the page

relieving
the pressure
and lightening
my heart