I hit command “N” and reveal document29
A blank slate pretends there’s a poem inside my mind
That fits on this glowing white screen
Overlaying a cluttered desktop unseen.

After clicking through 28 different starts
This new document departs
From the poems I’m not quite ready to pound out,
Those I’d rather take time to sound out.

This deadline of a daily poem entertains me
While at the same time it restrains me
From elaborating on ideas that need more than a day
To be developed in a more careful way.

Which is why this is document29 on my desktop,
Where I write something I won’t have to stop
And think too deeply about
As I crank another one out.

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