or an itch wanting a scratch
the solution to a poem-partway-done then abandon is bump-bumpa-lumping at the back of my mind
but there are dishes, and groceries and a family supper...
wait poem, wait, please be still and don't evaporate. I'll be back.
question: when you listen to yourself, what do you hear?
mompoet - memorizing part of a melody so I can find it again when all is quiet