I sit here
At my computer
On those last three lines
I wrote last Monday
Wondering how to finish them off
So I print the page
And go and look at it at the kitchen table
While I drink my tea.
And I find the final line in my head
So I write it down and type it back into the computer
Carefully censoring my words before I throw the printed sheet
Into the drawer
With the rest of the scrap paper.