Free Write...

Inspiration from the heavens
is sitting on my head.
I try to draw from what I know,
but my communing skills are dead [already].

Tapping the tip of my pencil
to the blue lines and blank spots,
I am going to get this done.
Why again? I've done this before [already].

Oh well. Who cares about five points?
It's almost summer time.
I'VE been out of school for months now.
I'm at home writing something down [already].

[Already] they're gone--a majority of my friends, [already] planning to leave, [all ready] for trips far away, and I'm [all ready] to be [already] with them.