cruel fragments of chronicles-
flashing randomly, hurting me.
pausing…
i realized this evoking.
too intense,
these silly & pathetic strikes.
i won’t be dragged.
regressing-
impatience skews inspiration,
anxiety batters,
i’m brawling & wrestling.
rescue me, rescue me,
i can’t die today!
i’m moving, waving, flapping,
disregarding the sirens inside my mind,
returning from a daze.
at last-
i am home again, winning.
2012
chester maynes 
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the line “impatience skews inspiration” rang true with me; I relate it to writing. I must let ideas sit and mell, or not, for long periods. I’m not sure how you are using or refering to it but thanks for reminding me.
yeah! i’m glad you can relate to this! thanks for dropping-by! 🙂