My Poemless Poem

Something is telling me to write this

I have no poem

No inspiration

Nothing to say

Something is telling me don’t fight this

Don’t think of going

Strive for creation

Decide to stay

Something is telling me the fact is

You’ll soon be knowing

Via sensation

Why it’s this way

Something is telling me my lack is

Like wind that’s blowing

Well past the the station

Have a good day