Writer’s Block

When I write

Words flow out on the clock

But sometimes I want to smite

A thing called writer’s block

When this happens to me

I can’t think

I can’t write or see

And I am on a brink

It hurts to know

That I can almost grasp

There is a way

That I get past 

I can listen to music all-day

Or I can think of cats

It clears it up

And I can write again