"Where for Art Thou End?"

7am
sat down to think
with nothing in mind to find
except the fact that I had
nothing to write about
if you don't sit down and try
you may create a slump
think about what hides
in nothings
3pm
still writing
still in my pajamas
ate breakfast lunch
thought about
taking a shower
getting dressed
walking the dog
but the writer in me
said don't stop
can't stop
don't want to stop
how do I stop when
the words fall like
rain line after line
where for art thou
end