Inspiration

It’s late.

The itchiness

At the back of my eyes

Has started.

I have to keep going

I’m so tired.

So hungry.

So tangled.

But I heard the right note

In that song 

On that playlist

I had carelessly

Put together.

Suddenly,

It’s easier

To be an artists

To be a genius

To be a worker-

Even if only for

Five seconds.

Those five seconds

Rushes in like a wave

Gently washing away

The fatigue

The doubt

The loneliness.

In those 5 seconds

I can be whatever I want to be.

And then it ends.

My eyes are itchy again.

The tiredness 

Pulls me down like 

An anvil.

Every other waking moment

Then spent on

Trying to recreate

That perfect note

That perfect beat

That perfect mood

For those 5 seconds

When I’m invincible.