Sitting at the screen.
Inspiration needs to come soon.
I'm trying to  write.
What is my purpose?
Should I be witty, funny, serious,  heartfelt?
Should there be rhyme, reason, rhythm?
Why am I doing this  anyway?
To impress people?
To express something?
Or just to have fun?
No  answer comes to mind.
There's plenty to draw from.
Music, feelings,  events, concepts.
But the right one is a different question.
And who's to  judge if it's right?
Others? Me? God? Standards?
Is there a point?
Does it  even matter?
What exactly is a poem, anyway?
Sitting at the screen.
I  think of something.
I start to write.
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