A dutiful scholar should never be above the urge to create. Their soul drive is to explore, not to criticize. So, occasionally something creative appears. A muse calls and leaves three voicemail messages, then she sends a few more text messages for good measure. As a responsible individual, the scholar should respond promptly to such urgency. So here is her most recent message:
They talk trash
One molecule can excite a
…thoughts in my mind
A null object and then a thousand more
As I stand at the curb
I see a blackened spot
There an image
A woman on cell letting it fall
Uncle in a coma for a surgery which…
A broken cell phone clip
Another man running.
Stumbling and papers falling like
What about the broken wrapper?
Lovers parting ways.
It didn’t work…she doesn’t know it…
Then the twig.
A shattered remnant
Of a child climbing.
I wish to move on, but the mind…
L. I. N. G. E. R. S.
Wandering the infinite in a gutter.