For the Beast in my Head

I haven’t got the energy, and I haven’t got the time
Horoscope a riddle of the stardust in my mind
But I cannot find a moment to release all of that spark
Or a day to labor over a brand new piece of art
Drowning in a register, at the bottom to chase my tail
Still clinging to the notion that art, she will prevail
The stars tell me to force it, but alas it will not show
The lack of progress slowly swallowing me whole

A short poetic rant to satisfy the rabid beast
That keeps my mind reeling and lays at my feet
Snarling and staring at me on impatient claws
Dissatisfied at even a brief moment’s pause

-Kortney Marie