Sudden violent outbursts of creativity you can't stop the pen from oozing out words on paper you can't even follow your brain or your imagination it's too fast utter amazement will come later on when you actually read what you have written when you wonder whether that was you or whether you were possessed I wonder where I keep that poetic imagination when I really need it when I am in a situation that I would like to solve right here and now by putting it into words by processing my thoughts knead them into a little plasticine ball of words that I can mould into every shape like a therapy for sadness or happiness but I can't command that creativity it comes goes and comes back when I am really unprepared and don't want to think about certain things then it just manifests itself as a violent outburst on paper.


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