Itch

I feel an itch
an urge. a need.

create. express.

I must write or draw
or dance or sing.
do SOMETHING.

I glance at the clock.
No time. No time!?

I sigh. torn.
study. sleep work.
plodding on. LIFE
or LIFE?

My LIFE wins over my LIFE.


I carefully place my LIFE into
a plain cardboard box.
Saving it.
For later of course.

But still I feel the itch.
the tug. the pull.

CREATE! EXPRESS!

until.
I have to unleash the contents of
that plain cardboard box.
or the great swelling inside me
will make me
e x p l o d e.


-Rebekah Knapke