I sit, I think, I type, I hrmmm,
I am not sure right now, a little
off kilter, perhaps tilt-a-whirl if
you want a fairground comparison.

I mull, I think, I type, I sigh,
I cannot really pull anything from
my brain that would indicate pometry
or creativity.

I hum, I think, I type, I wince,
I do not believe this is working right
now, some kind of barrier has taken
up residence in my head.

I shake, I think, I type, I proceed,
I have no choice but to blast on
through, knocking down words and letters
because the goal is the importance.