Of course I’m writing. What else would it be?
– No need to answer, please.
Though my cup may be empty, my head is full
This page is empty – but you can’t say its dull
Or lacks direction. It’s everywhere at once –
Raw inspiration. If distilled by the ounce
It’d sell; but not so well as that other great temptation,
Pure Distillate of Writer’s Concentration.
Get it while you can, folks! Side effects guaranteed.