Writing Block

Let's blank, let's freeze, put our minds
In a bind.
Let's panic and frantic, scrabble for a way
To somehow say
Whatever we can find.

Let's think, let's blink to fill up empty spaces
On our faces.
Let's type all night and erase every word,
Until sleep-driven, we've given with speech slurred
All we have, all we can think of,
Which isn't anything to love.
So delete, repeat, and crumple up
And again with the eraser.

Man, do I hate
Grappling till late
With a writing block.

So let's revolt after revising
Rising hopes before we read
What we wrote on our note.
Eyes bleary, it's clearly
Time for revolt indeed.
Let's take arms against our muse;
Let's go to bed.