Drained

Inspiration has drained away
I’m left
Blank
Bleary-eyed
And clutching at straws

Typing words for typing sake
Or word’s sake for that matter
Desperate
To fill a space
That doesn’t really need filling
Yet it feels wrong not to do so
Not the time yet, not just yet

So
Here I am
Drained of inspiration
And still filling a space.

I still have an announcement to make. But no, it can wait…