Apologies

Bea, I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I wasn’t in the mood

to reflect on my creative process

today.

I drank my tea;

finished my script;

ate a Twix;

made a plan;

and then I wrote this poem

- not an essay about writing.

Today was not the day.

Maybe tomorrow

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So I was feeling

apologetic

and I did not know why.

But now I know.

I’m sorry, Bea.

Not productive today.