Free Write

The teacher wants us to write.

"Write about whatever comes into your mind," she says.

But when my mind is blank, what then?

She's reading a poem now...

I think.

"I'm often straying. . . I have a failure to use. . . thy glory is. . ." etc.

I must be dumb, because I don't know what any of that means!

So for now, I will write about... nothing...

Is this what free writing means?

I feel like a crazed lunatic;

or like the writer of Frankenstein. Always questioning what the point is to anything.

But I am not really like that,

honest I'm not.

Just for now, as this assignment goes on, I sit here.

At a loss for words.

Not because I have too many words,

but because I have no words.

In time, I may become better at this. . . but for now I just sit here.

Wondering what to write. . .