Approaching Dessert #937

I graze the top...slowly, without any design in mind.
Gently, I assess the surface, as I am looking for the
Tastiest place to begin...

I move around the sides, counter-clockwise circular motions,
Because it feels right to me, which is all that matters, for now;
I have to be comfortable with my technique before I try 
Something new -- when I find the
Tastiest place to begin...

I dive in, but not too deep, but deep enough to make an impression.
Slowly, moving out and about the area I've entered, looking for 
Ways to even the surface out again, 
As I plot my next plunge because I've found the 
Tastiest place to begin...

Until I begin looking for the best way to end...the last course.

Writer's Block #324

It's not supposed to be this...hard...
I mean, ink should flow on paper
But this...is the normal, stay between the lines
Rule that has my creativity so stagnant?

It's shouldn't be this...hard...
I mean, biting my nails, then,
Wondering why I can't scratch my scalp
Or that itch on my back that distracts me from reality;
Why is my creativity so stagnant?

It can't be this...hard...
No jokes about something she said,
Because her voice isn't the one I'm hoping to capture;
I've been searching for a character for so long that now,
My story isn't as clear as the day I thought of sharing
My creativity...is stagnant...